Jungle Gym
August Henry
Our bodies are just concrete walls
Encasing swimming pools and shopping malls
And all that's left to do is wish for warmth
I wonder if you're missing me
If I show up in your late night dreams
If you really love the girl that you call yours
I'm worried that I'll never dream again
Worried you won't want to be my friend
Seems like everything I know is coming to an end
And all I can do is cry into my hands
