I know you're coming home.
I've been longing for the day.
That's what I ached for so.
No more questions off to roam.
What is laughadidinotheration?
Why it's something to keep the motion
Of your belly while you continue
On your downhill shoot,
Do I come upon a sterile landscape,
Is it that something's gone awry?
There's nothing here about which there's to make
Or to catch my eyes even to a try.