What a delinquent I am
Perched upon your life story
A raven looking for some shining thing.

And after all this traveling in the Ether
The heart still cracks, can crack,
Does crack.

The tears I shed
Are in someones sunken pool in Arizona
Stolen again.

I know your trivial gestures, waving to the Geisha
It's time to leave, to go and be forgotten.
You're so transparent.

And I in a paralysis of time.
And I watching through the rear window.
And I the magpie of delight, who sings for her supper in all the grief.