Gotta dress up

And be real nice

Gotta play pretty

And be on time

(doobie do do, do do do do…

doobie do do, do do do do …)

snapping my fingers

in sunshine

oh, how strange

six months ago that

would’ve been nuts!

what a long winter

so homebound

and now the clover

so sweet, so sweet

The ground is water
and spits straight at my heel
at my back
and on the arrows of my elbows
It wishes for everything I have
to be sunken and of Atlantis
What I wanted once
can no longer be obtained
so I turn back
but am forgotten
The ground is water
and made of sweat
Sometimes I forget
all of the work that
got us here
our civilization
our Emerald City
like a crystal it shines
when there is light
like a crystal inside
we’re all it absorbs

barbershop epiphany:
looking at trophies
he sees life rewarding him

Higgledy, Piggledy
Sundries and sundrops
The women of Windsor
Tipped off Lady Welby
Her hat was a mobile
So metaphorically
She should be throwing
Her head like a frisbee