go leafs

Belief in bells
Luminiferous ether
Steam pipes knocking and
the snake-wrapped rod
My dream of genes with holes in them
"See? That's what I mean by spiritually deficient"
With the devil we walk around
We're harmless, but innocent shoppers scatter
then come back, the mud whitening their skin
They carry knives clubs and tubular instruments
We run to the bluffs — denied
Sand over us and no price tags neither
Then eat at the frozen mole ice cream outlet
tease a black-eyed toddler
talking to strangers
who are drunk fragrant and distracted
Brandish the brain
"Gimme one more juicy"
Oh boy, food!