Be Clear - Fiction

These pieces all over the floor

I pick at them and study them

But what do they know?

Your voice is at the end of my ear

Telling me of other ones

But where did they go?

Far away

Where you know what I mean

Send me away

Where I think that I know what I mean

Send me away

Where there’s no more things in between

Where everything’s clear

The floors are bare

Let’s be clear

Before we lie down

This idea we have carried for years

The summer has shrunk it

The edges have cracked

It’s falling away from us now

The only idea that could carry us back

Far away

Where you know what I mean

Send me away

Where I think that I know what I mean

Send me away

Where there’s no more things in between

Where everything’s clear

The floors are bare

Let’s be clear

Before we lie down