Crisp, the clean machine, devastate the morning by being angry at something that doesn’t make no sense – crimson and clover, over and over – doest thou take thee for a fool? – perhaps a marriage bed instead – the long, long glances – the new romances of the young sung on a dime, just like the last time – remember when I first pretended that I had just met you? – forgive me for my trepidation – oh, I must have dropped a quarter – how visual is this? – never before in this live – question it, don’t rest on it – if this is it, then that is fine – who’s to say it is – don’t believe the ripe – ok for you, but not for me – cousin cuisine – this time the jig is really up, up and away in my beautiful wahoo – did I ever tell you that joke about the thing? – it’s all about the way you dance and the way you wear your pants and the way you look tonight – books are us – told by the frightened night of longing looks and dirty crooks – careful, your woo-yee-ha is showing – remember when it was easy to? – go figure – this time there is no imagery at all – as I lay sighing, the Christmas tree fell over – that’s it, it’s dictation from now on – headline reads New Movie House – that’s the kind of news you like to read – cold and grey – old and on your way – just play whatever for awhile – that’s my favorite song – promise me you’ll drink your tea, all of it this time – it’s alright, it’s ok, I’m gonna do it anyway.