One,
you will never get out of this maze
until you look at it from a bird's eye view,
well then of course it disappears into a city
where the closed circuits and estuarats you
left behind.
Two, I wait, but the dinner I haven't started
cooking you have to cut the eggplant before
Or you find it on a plate with
goose goose and onions fried
And staring you in the face of all the cereal
Or a movie in
J is much more tangible
Three
He breaks the blackened window again
And dives into the unknown
Which ends up being his childhood
backyard
Grassoleaning, swing set and all
Where he lies in a sandbox,
let the blue sky die
Little watercolour washing his eyes
Then he gets up, goes inside again
Until he forgets what the
outside smells like
Then he stumbles upon a
blackened window to break
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na,
na,
na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
You