In a Spiral algal field
Sighing Rigel dreaming
And tired eyes peeled

And cherry window sills
Rasping black weeping
With merry timorills

Catching eggs in threes
Darkened windows waiting
Hatching scarlet seas

Stone Table grooves
Ballroom broomsticks bringing
Optimosis moves

Zebra wheels waiting
Testing tunnels Golden
Forward circles shaking

In a Night Pole City
Brass horns blowing
Are White squirrels shifty

Winter chapter
Korea alley signs flapping
Snowdune Shasta

Paper spider valleys
Maple candy burning
Snowball Halleys

Hot water rushes
Sandal footprint pristine
Crystal lava shushes

And wish, thrushes
Cool wet bullfrog croaking
For sweet swishing rushes

And call out, Blue Flame
Oxen attacking
All out, True Mane

The glass icicle Room
Lady, face up, weeping
Bringing minute hand Doom

The sixway icerim chairs
Lady, laced up, speaking
Brings up second hand affairs

Whitened lapis lapping
Lazuli archways wrapping
Moments mount the passing

Weehee,
You're drunk,
My emancipating field.

Sing, swing, strange,
Truly sad,
Looking up at the night sky
Beyond four bare yellow pillars
Your swingset still in the air

And isn't it strange
Plain domes kiss the stars
Bars uphold the bars
Are you lonely? Are you?
In such a bare bright world.
Just look how far you
Are, you
Lonely kindred world too.

Hey, hey, it's okay!
My asterisk,
My star jewel, my little raging Staryu
It's okay, it's okay,
They will kiss your face someday.
It's fun to recite the rules.
In ones and twos,
In ones and twos,
In trembling coos
And loud tattoos.
And I'm empty too.
I'd rather be simple
If it saves a few.
If it saves myself
I'd rather be simple
And I'd rather be quiet.