i had a connection with you that i never had with any other guy i've felt that strongly for and about, and that connection meant nothing to you. i thought we could go for longer, with two cans and a string between us, but it took me a while to realize that the silence on the other end was not you as speechlessness embodied, or nervousness, but just a can lying on the ground and footprints leading away. needless to say, the red, circular imprint on the side of my face will take some time to fade, but at least i've left the homemade telephone where it is. and walked on, i've walked on.