yakksoho
Bluelighter
Hat Trick
Watching ants drip down [the] walls
Like Rain
Is a little like coffee stains
On acid
You never would think
Fire could fall like hailstones
Or Christians could murder
But insects on white wash
Are nation without flags
Acronyms for insanity
Are indifference, loyalty and sorrow
They are also acronyms of each other
Graveyards make you cry
More than funerals
Those words
Are also synonyms of insanity
A country divided by war
Has got three legs
Like a Triple Crown
Like a Triple Crown
It happens once in twenty years
Do lizards turn purple
In cats' bellies?
A hat trick
Could have been named after an eagle
Nobody can properly draw
Checkers on shirts
They don't even try to
Any more
I haven't tried changing myself
Since I got married
I buy a lizard now and then
And a cat to go with it
What is there to change?
When did hats
Stop keeping the sun out of our eyes
And what good are they
As visors?
Noses and pig bellies
Are not the only things that come to a boil
Lizards
Never dry out black
Like frogs
What if top hats
Were cyphers for playing cards
Instead of clubs?
Can hangers carry shoelaces?
We don't need them in the summer
New York is not
The only place with trench coats
I knew what the army was
Before Manhattan
Winter is the only appropriate
Time for visors
Keys are for things
That need to be locked
Not for pants and eardrums
Poster-boys advertised
Before we decided
To carry them ourselves
I believe in the army
But not in the Golden Gate Bridge
When I was very young
I remember slowing down the car
And turning down the Grateful Dead
Because we were between two iron gates
On a two-lane road
And hundreds of frogs
Pivoted across the cement
The cars going backwards
Did not see them at all
And we could not help
Hundreds of frogs
Crunching beneath our tires
We ca'n't all be poster-boys
Or have monochromatic housecats
But there are countries and rivers
That I don't even know about
Places where lizards
Dry up and turn to black mummies
That crunch when you touch them
And bullfrogs who hitchhike
On the trunks of '87 Chevrolets
Any child can draw a checkerboard
But how many are poster-boys?
In countries where there are no horse races
Who keeps cats fat
On insects and black frog skeletons?
How do sunburnt soldiers win hat tricks
And where do purple lizards
Go for the winter?
10.12.01
Watching ants drip down [the] walls
Like Rain
Is a little like coffee stains
On acid
You never would think
Fire could fall like hailstones
Or Christians could murder
But insects on white wash
Are nation without flags
Acronyms for insanity
Are indifference, loyalty and sorrow
They are also acronyms of each other
Graveyards make you cry
More than funerals
Those words
Are also synonyms of insanity
A country divided by war
Has got three legs
Like a Triple Crown
Like a Triple Crown
It happens once in twenty years
Do lizards turn purple
In cats' bellies?
A hat trick
Could have been named after an eagle
Nobody can properly draw
Checkers on shirts
They don't even try to
Any more
I haven't tried changing myself
Since I got married
I buy a lizard now and then
And a cat to go with it
What is there to change?
When did hats
Stop keeping the sun out of our eyes
And what good are they
As visors?
Noses and pig bellies
Are not the only things that come to a boil
Lizards
Never dry out black
Like frogs
What if top hats
Were cyphers for playing cards
Instead of clubs?
Can hangers carry shoelaces?
We don't need them in the summer
New York is not
The only place with trench coats
I knew what the army was
Before Manhattan
Winter is the only appropriate
Time for visors
Keys are for things
That need to be locked
Not for pants and eardrums
Poster-boys advertised
Before we decided
To carry them ourselves
I believe in the army
But not in the Golden Gate Bridge
When I was very young
I remember slowing down the car
And turning down the Grateful Dead
Because we were between two iron gates
On a two-lane road
And hundreds of frogs
Pivoted across the cement
The cars going backwards
Did not see them at all
And we could not help
Hundreds of frogs
Crunching beneath our tires
We ca'n't all be poster-boys
Or have monochromatic housecats
But there are countries and rivers
That I don't even know about
Places where lizards
Dry up and turn to black mummies
That crunch when you touch them
And bullfrogs who hitchhike
On the trunks of '87 Chevrolets
Any child can draw a checkerboard
But how many are poster-boys?
In countries where there are no horse races
Who keeps cats fat
On insects and black frog skeletons?
How do sunburnt soldiers win hat tricks
And where do purple lizards
Go for the winter?
10.12.01
