Light and Lamps.

The air between us is cold.

Like your heart the day I left

New York is pretty with snow

But I like the warm sunshine

And the girls in dresses. I enjoy

When you call me beautiful.

Actually you can call me anytime

Roses make me want to vomit,

When I see their reflection.

The yellow as your wallpaper

Makes a nice splash of life

In this hell hole. My nails

Match my toes, which match

My nose and the rings all

Around it. Today shall

Bring joy, the viceroy

Is at the door. And Mac 

Needs a cigg.