Slumped up against the sinknHair plastered to her cheeksnMarduk t-shirt sticking to her skinnRefugee from a disco in old east Berlinnnweightless formless blameless namelessnnStray syllables were gurglingnFrom her throat one at a timenFace hidden from my viewnI let myself imagine she was younnOnly weightless, formless, blameless, namelessnnAnd when I washed my handsnI ran the water hotter than I could standnHalf rising to a crouchnSinking back down to the floornwhen you’re walking keep your head lownTry to leave no traces when you gonnStay weightless, formless, blameless, nameless