Dandelion

You above me in the alley Cupid shooting dandelions Rusty railings My boots slipping My only failing: thinking you were clean When I could see you with my dirty eyes Cupid drinking dandelion wine We are a three legged race A stuttering steeplechase It's after midnight but we don't have far to go Cupid slinging dandelion hope We are a three legged race A slow burning steeplechase It's after midnight but we don't have far to go Cupid blowing dandelion smoke Wrecked with clarity Two of us who can't be numbed Walk off arm in arm Likе watching something burn