I

Token of luck
to drown out the hush
how best can we serve
this nervous piston ?

II

Fool moon of fusion
this ugly mission
a dunce
tight with loss
mitt in fist
with the lady grace delusion

III

Black plastic bag
take in a drag
         a hearty lung full
of these blemishes

IV

down on the dock
canal
          by the lock
heavily patrolled
this ugly fission

V

Black plastic bag
take in a drag
a heady strong glut
huff out this menace

VI

Under a bridge
many vacate
lush bathe in the drink
who can afford
                        the plush cushion of reason ?