lucid's transparent pool's footing slips
back to how would it be, how was it?
man, the junk clangs, everything's over if you ... say
flicker flicker and mean it

broken pot stove's sizzle drips a dali��� Watch
Dali's Car �� jokes and i couldn't

i liked the old man who parked his horse
behind the firehouse ��� kids threw cans

replaced enough bulbs ���� torn enough
curtains �� cover things not things
and i still believe in my youth and it scares me

it was dull it was wishing it would end

you and you and you: how could they still
allow a horse ��clopclop ��a horse ���through my coffee streets?



�2005 by John Eivaz