YOU ARE JASMINE RUBBED BETWEEN MY FINGERS I CAN SMELL IT NOW ON MY HANDS YOU ARE GLASS HITTING MY TEETH WHEN I DRINK New York City — May 13 YOU ARE A SINGLE PINSTRIPE Edinburgh — May 20 YOU ARE JOAN OF ARC TO ME Bruxelles — May 26 YOU ARE THREE TULIPS München — May 27 YOU ARE INSIDE ME Berlin — TBA YOU ARE VERICOSE VEINS TWISTING AROUND MY NECK Glasgow — June 18 YOU ARE DRINKING WATER FROM A CLOTH YOU ARE AN EMPTY BOWL YOU ARE TWO SHEETS SLOWLY SEPERATING AS TWO BODIES SLIDE BETWEEN THEM YOU ARE WONDERING WHERE YOU ARE IN THE DARK