All right,
listen - and
see if you can
hear
The song of
the roofs and
chimneys
Or the sound
of the ants
carrying
grains
To their
nests?
What'd would
be wrong if I
didn't wait
for the sunset
To send all
those used-up
rhymes
To the
seashore
With the
garbage
collectors who
come to my
door?
Satan keeps
tempting me:
"Open the
window,
And scream,
scream,
scream, until
daybreak."
