out another, to manner another, until I have got
something I might have said…
but did not."
somehow to endure."
Anne Sexton’s reading of her poem "All my Pretty Ones" mixed with Peter Gabriel’s "Mercy Street - For Anne Sexton"
looking down on empty streets, all she can see
are the dreams all made solid
are the dreams all made real
all of the buildings, all of those cars
were once just a dream
in somebody’s head