Friday, August 12, 2011

song of day

I Vice Squad

I laid down and fell asleep and fell asleep forever
and in my sleep I dreamed a life up very close to clever.
The life I dreamed was as it seemed and it seemed the very clover
beneath the hooves of a stampede of riders charging over.

I swore then and there that fate was having a conniption.
They waved it off, I'd had enough, I called the big connection
who sacrificed a thousand ships and called it euthanasia.

Far be it for me to canopy below the jungle trees,
so tall they come up to my knees when I've grown to full stature.

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