I watched time move
Familiar to me...

Black burns the sun
in the heroin sky...

We were the best of friends
All summer long and through the fall and winter...

Do not listen to the moon, child
He'll whisper only nonsense in your ear...

I was left behind in the real world
With all its possible embodiments...

Your breath grows soft with slumber
Your dreams fill the air with fragrance...

In the shade of the car
By the side of the road...

Every morning she sweeps the dust
That settles there on the step at her door...

Come forth with dogs
To worship sheep...

She builds booby traps from paper clips
And ration cans while her GI lover...