Dolphine

I tawt I taw a dolphin Modern promise smeared over my eyes The smoke tree’s hiding the scorpions Poisoned picker thwarts place and time What I would do to see you so soon The yard rope slashed at the angels Coming out of transistor radio green You ate the worm, though it had gotten at your ankles Now the kicker's not kicking as they’ve all gone out to seed Here, in the brush The pleasure’s crust comes clean I shimmer After all, after all And wasn't it me who put the rose between your teeth? The dance of yesterday Only comes back blurred and in the odd dream Didn’t I? Groom the perfect fool Didn’t I?