faust, part 2 act 3

little remembrances on the subway

make me hungry for you

at some point, in his arms, she burst into flames

and laughed

open stomach

open mouthed

i trade places with you and think you look better in my clothes

in yours i look bizarre.

maybe you do too.

all my things slightly out of place.

a little out of shape.

in morning and at night

celestial bodies stored in sheets of air

look out of windows at another sky

and burst into flames

you heart

your foot

and eye