About Three Dreams - Shudder To Think

Time slows I doze.

In a bath of cream and ink a vacant girl smiles,

and all around

Her toys move.

The water is crazy blue.

The water is crazy blue.

Above, nine

Doves water her with sleep.

There’s a stripping child show, and from the ceiling

Thumbs snow.

The sky is crazy blue.

The sky is crazy blue.

Croquet-Sunday, and

All the balls I sink are really sunsets so all around me night flies.

The stars are

Crazy blue.

The stars are crazy blue.

Dreams mean my brain’s on break.

It takes

My day and starts to say a fable.

A no rules game, rearrange reigns.

Takes my

Whims and swims circles 'round sense.

Cockroaches climb the clocks and the

Cuckoos are all Jewish.

We’re naked except for the plaided patch you’re

stitching

Into my groin.

«Don't stop me,» you say, «this is something I’ve been needing to

Do for a long time.»

«All right,» I reply.

Then I’m kissing you in a long blue

boat;

It’s a plastic yacht, with Chicanos on deck.

They bail the jellyfish from the

boat

And then drink it.

«It's the only way to keep them from stinging the tourists,»

one

Man says.

The air is icy-cold, but we are happy, we are getting married.

Now it’s

The desert at dusk.

The sky is blue chrome.

I pick one sequin from your dress

and

Then kiss it.

I put the sequin into the sky.

«That's my star,» I say.

«And I’m your

Cowboy.»