Villanelles (feat Chris Thile)

I carried you up second avenue
 Looking at couples and sidewalk cafes
 And lonely men wandering home in the haze
 I carried you up the way
 I pictured you sitting on your stoop
 Spilling your coffee on villanelles
 And cursing yourself you began to yell
 How clumsy the things that I do
 You said
 I miss your dumb warm body
 I don't know what that means
 but I think that it's lovely
 We bought each other hardback books
 Inscribed them with ice cream that dripped
 while we ate But petrified by your writerly looks
 I simply wrote
 You said
 I miss your dumb warm body
 I don't know what that means
 but I think that it's lovely
 That night you drew me oh so close
 And gave me some grade school innocence
 Kisses on the kneecap and nose and shoulder
 You whispered in my ear no words
 Traced them instead upon my back
 I have to go away for a while
 A trip to that side of the track.
 And so I'll miss your dumb warm body.
 I carried you up second avenue.