Because He is Alone.

Because He is Alone

You have all those mesmerizing eyes,

That take and make and break and stare.

Terrible twos are completed by tomorrow,

The shadows bend like the night,

And the moon is lit like a skyscraper.

Shadows make me nervous. I am not calm

in my waking. Things move quite fast,

cars are pretty slow going down the highway

at fifty miles an hour, we could be faster,

where are the flying cars.

We all make mistakes.

Education makes mistakes, says my lover,

going faster than an airplane that

goes through the sky, and rain pours

down like liquor, and everyone drinks liquor

in the evenings, only the drunks drink it

in the mornings. And some people are

homeless and some are not; and destiny

is wanted; and the light comes pouring

from the plains, the sunlight and all that,

like a great swift moving cloud.

Time is a roller coaster and moves on the air.

Sometimes it takes roller blades to gain

momentum,

and the old man sleeps his days away,

crying at nights because he is alone.