Posing For Cars

Woke from a dream in which you'd left me Posing for cars on the American stoop Don't make me beg you just 'cause you can I'm just a woman with loneliness I'm just a woman with needs And how could you ever conceive How much I need you, how truly barren I can be? They say that time, it is the only certainty But it's been one o'clock for hours Oh, the day is long, untangling Can't sort release from what I sold you Is this what it takes to enjoy the day? All of my pleasures left on display I'm just a hollow root pushing through I'm just the empty space inside the room And how could you ever conceive This adolescent heart skipping beats? When all your love, it grows full and firm beneath Without a festered thought, without an emerald want Just a single slow desire fermenting