April air
her perfume
a little asian lady
looking at the flowers for sale
towers collapse
so do hands
caress
April air
everyone's dead
A father and his girls
3 and 7
getting
snow cones in the heat
as the workers
stand and sweat
smoking
spanish cigarettes
April air
his mouth is dry
pupils tiny
like the midnight sky
April air
I smelt her perfume
Watched an Asian lady
look at the flowers
that were for sale
Lets just
lay here naked
lighting cigarettes
like forest fires
we'll fall apart
in the Chimney
Holding the strands of your hair
on my face
as we make love
In a suit and tie writing down the
speechless things
of the sky
at the church with a pistol
in bed with shoes on
April air
her perfume
I passed her by
looking at the
garbage bag
in the tree
the leaf
stuck in a hubcap
the women
following their man
I got a call
from a payphone
in my dream
I'm over due
for a dream
said the girl on the other line
I remember
her hair was blue
she was
wet concrete on a summer night
My beard doesnt grow
Youth is at my window
knocking on the glass
for bubble gum
and mother's smile
April air
the night is
always Sunday
In the parking lot
of a supermarket
looking at the City
with 2 eyes
April air
the day is almost over
She was 16
I kissed her
red red lips
I am a bee
she is a rose
April air
Everyone's a fool
taking walks to the woods.