THESE DAYS
The man in the checkerboard suit was wearing the
halter below his knees and as he carried forth the
furnace broth it all went flying as he bent to sneeze.
It always seems as if something goes awry.
The porch-light breaks, the gutters fall down,
and even the parking garage, I've noticed, these
days is seriously sagging to one side - all those heavy
big cars. In a crisp uniform, the wonderful girl who
cashes the tickets at the entry-gate, is smiling at
everyone who passes. I just want to eat her, myself.
She's been there now a few months.
I once saw her passionately kissing,
(I guessed) her boyfriend.
But - for all I know - it could have been
a fare-beater, so little the real world is with me
these days.
The man in the checkerboard suit was wearing the
halter below his knees and as he carried forth the
furnace broth it all went flying as he bent to sneeze.
It always seems as if something goes awry.
The porch-light breaks, the gutters fall down,
and even the parking garage, I've noticed, these
days is seriously sagging to one side - all those heavy
big cars. In a crisp uniform, the wonderful girl who
cashes the tickets at the entry-gate, is smiling at
everyone who passes. I just want to eat her, myself.
She's been there now a few months.
I once saw her passionately kissing,
(I guessed) her boyfriend.
But - for all I know - it could have been
a fare-beater, so little the real world is with me
these days.
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