I do my best to through the caterwaul The classicists, the posturing I bought a green macaw, him Jules Verne He'll probably outlive me, he's a bright me company, I teach him new words
I saw a at the theme park She looked as real as me the white fog Then she down to her ankles Turned a million watt candle If I knew where she went, I would
through the land of tomorrow Martian trinkets, Apollos In the sunshine, try to act My veins are full of flat Slept on the bench, by the roller
Dreamt I was riding on a of Judah painted on the side
I'm fine, I'm back in the palisades Life's a wash, a school play China and cold ivory towers I and I toast to the Caesars down the dregs of Decembers
Madeline, she spins in a slow All through the house, the strong smell of sage Let's it clean and run out the spirits I a diving bell when I hear it We're down, now, under the surface
to dark, can shift in an instant Feeling but keeping my distance On all fours, just so insistent Fills my mouth jump ropes and slit wrists Bust the firewall into heaven
And then I'm in that blinding light Crooked crosses from the sky
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