for freedom, bells and bridges
Cowgirls have got it loose
Falling
down on my rubber knees
The
head of the drowsy elf
Is
staggering with arrows
And
gypsy songs call for wild
And
spells in the night gloom
Say
I’ll be all right
Falling
again in the turmoil
The
eyes close in the leaves
Of
my unloose roots
And
I’ll ride here again
And
the yell will shoot
Soon
I’ll be all right
(2003)
Target of
Screen Chickens
Screen Chickens
Picture being broken
with a heart
in concrete light
