Distance makes the heart disolve,nLike little pills cloud water,nDisolving inch by inch,nSeparating a fraction further,nYou helped to shape this space,nWe'd gaze at dancers,nThe view it fluctuates.nnFlattened bodies blown on the floor,nwithin a rectangle of cold green lines,nWe watched them in the wall,nBreath beside each other.nnThe stars, our landmarks we never use them,nThe stars, our landmarks you can swing from them.nnI wish this was an endurance test,nBut there are no limits,nI sent a letter to my own address,nWhile you lived in it,nYou used to drink from that glass,nDecorated in Scandanavia,nYou nearly ironed me out, nAnd now I've changed my behaviour.nnThis morning I saw a blue metal star,nI was on tiptoes high above the back yard,nCompeting with the real thing,nIt ends up dominating.nnThe stars, our landmarks and we don't use them,nThe stars, our landmarks you can swing from them.nnEveryone's got their own idea,nEutopia and why we're here.nnThe stars, our landmarks and we don't use them,nThe stars, our landmarks you can swing from them.nThe stars, our landmarks they have no function.nnnn