Just out of college, nothing to say,
But what job, and how far away
And I have something to share
To all of you, but I told Lisa first,
Who first heard about my heartbreak,
And now I’m going to share it with you guys, too.
I spent all day Sunday in bed watching Sex and the City
And really crying. He wasn’t afraid to touch me in public
And he was gentle and also pretty
But I’ve worked hard and deserve to be happy
In my great new job, and if he won’t move, what can I do?
“You’ve learned from this, it only gets better with each new one
You date,” a hopeful one pipes up, the whole conversation
As shallow as a beer commercial, but the women are relaxed
And can be themselves, the shy one quiet if she wants to be,
Because it is shallow and unexamined, life and love are nice this way,
And this is what he does, creating a safe and harmless atmosphere.
Life is too difficult and sad—simple needs are what we listen to and say.
A woman with masculine features who was sad, and now is not confused, but gay.
Only once, the relaxed conversation had to stop.
A tiny puppy oh my God came into the shop.
Oh power over all! oh the long lines to see!
The loving emptiness of purest feelings, eventually.