i


introductions can be
awkward-i just fall
supine-

that is backward-happy
to have my belly
scratched..

i want a drink and some-
thing to eat..
men,says edna,

are all alike..
the sun in the dust
is yellow, pink and green..

ii

the place is filled
and dreaming
can it be the same-

johnny crash gets his
order in,
any requests?

fat to thin,
old to young,
ernie wants, the end,

(by the doors)
blown, are the nails
of bordom..

iii

the silver tray will
flash like flowers in
the spectral dawn..

all are welcome!
(less the names of
the banned..

some minor discretion-
a word..
a land of chance..

where the music to
ought may happen
flies on fifths and

discordant ninths..
looks askance-me?
lotus eaters..o..!)

iv

buy a flower?
and put behind your ear,
edna

for we smile and
lean closer
saturday night

we shall dance
and laugh
the world our oyster..