By jill (jills@wam.umd.edu)
Date: 10 September 1999

new

i just can't quit it, 
my empty ideas,
thinking
hoping
and wishing
(but not yet trying, i don't know how)
you will one day turn around
and drop your 
"i don't think i can be in love yet" 
crap
and ask me out for 
a long walk over the  
brooklyn bridge
and then to sit 
under it, drinking beer.
this time it will taste better.
this time you hold me, like a new resolution.