Do you desire me? Am I among the jellyfish of your griefs?
I comb my sorrows singing; any doomed sailor can hear
The rising and falling bell and begin to wish
For home. There is no choice among the voices
Of love. Even a carp sings.
The day had been expensive in every way. Now Vinny's song on the radio and the chorus sets A to biting her lip until she tastes the tartness of having gone too far and there her former lover on the radio sings over and over the bastardized line from her last sticky note to him and she decides then to buy the plane ticket while
if I had a second chance I'd live inside your pants repeats and repeats like a Greek chorus wailing out the sad summary of her whole stupid life.