Tag: architecture

No, I’m way above that
We could help one another through it
In her dream, her husband had written her a love letter
Buy a bigger boat
There used to be a big coconut grove here
A woman is standing behind him
A night train from Birmingham blows through
Now he is thinking of shaving his beard off
… a thumping good yarn behind each stellar formation
On the horizon was a ship
Her voice was very quiet
It never listens to me
So quick bright things come to confusion
He spooned up his soup by candlelight
To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind
But the trick has its limits
I should explain about the tents
He had large hands
No one notices, but it is exactly right
I said silent, silent rage
The waitress sighed
Everybody knows that
And hate the idle pleasures of these dayes
I couldn’t think of what to say
An old dog lay on the rug
By noon, he was gone
And he stood in the blast
His name was Seymour
The bird woman clenched her teeth
Suddenly, it all happened again