anne clark
all we have to be thankful for
She clutches onto his protruding hips For dear life Going down She is going under  She wishes he were emotional Or something approaching tenderness Outside the weather beats a little harder Than her heart  Not even this will keep them together She makes love He makes time pass a little less painfully One and the same perhaps  This time it could be everything It's enough reason for staying It's enough to make you want to die The hardest part is trying  Not to make a mess of it all It's all we have to be thankful for.