ear

piles of sorrow and virtuous joy
keep dreaming of summer in days that are cold
the father never mumbles
the mother always talks

speaking to some Belgian girl
makes me want to know more about the process
of being of loathing of lust
come gather round slowly, dust off the cloth

never wander past the forest gates
for the leopard man draws near
a weapon held my his rear
the gangster in the mirror
open doors and fix steak's sear
in the world of Paul revere
to dismiss the gallantly steered
the ship at mast, swab the deck, sincere

the locusts are up in the air
taking over the house, the farm, the fear
understand me dear, don't let them disappear
the clowns on the balcony ride clandestine waves
from chicken maize, over on yonder lays

keep from keeping
on and on to the from and the fuss
let go of the symptoms, forever discuss
why one goes one way the other drives Lear
the king in the castle, looks down upon years

what more to say in this untidy room
it's small and tiny and unkempt and clear
just like Fred's dear, hey there beer
curtains close, out come the tears

a curtsy, a bow, a hand shook and shake
this movie is over
the story is clear
the mis en scene speaks names
time to go to bed
sweet dreams
farewell
your night ends here