You're noxious; with your wit alone you've poisoned my silly cryogenic heart, and now it's threatening to break. It doesn't matter if I thread myself together, or stick the pieces back in place with superglue. Oh, damned woe, have you placed underneath my pillow a forget-me-not? Should I check to see? Something keeps you in my mind, stuck, kept, inside my life. Flee! Let yourself be caught up in the wind; I want you no longer, but somehow I cannot let you go.