In a stocking cap I slept on her lap As we waited in a car garage In Burlington to pass the evening Breathing Lake Champlain February rain Her chapstick left a print That wouldn't fog on the windowpane Built of brick and built of stone Broken car and broken home I hung my head outside the pharmacy Wishing I could be alone Cities grow and cities fall Into a hundred strip malls May the mountains keep us Sheltered from the ugliness of it all Cuticles stained red Samuel, rest your head You were kinder than the rest who Came here before you did Twenty implements of change An anglicized name A generation born with no shame A forest of fast food chains A winter of driving rain An opinion to proclaim A senator to blame A population to enflame A bridge over Lake Champlain Four centuries of man In a garbage can I realize now that I, too Am a selfish man But I can't love like I used to And I can't give like I used to I couldn't pull apart the heart I had For everyone and give it to you