slow dazzle

i heard a voice like a snake

i saw a face like a swan

i move in diagonal space

you can’t see when I’m gone

i treat my self to a beer

i treat myself to a meal

i eat that romany soup

i seat myself by your heel

i call you up in a fog

i tear you up like a dog

in my machine you are cog

in my house by the sea

and then the oranges peel

and then the strippers show up

and then the guy with the deal

we must put up with this wheel

and as i reach into space

and as i launch my next word

the lever leave her in place

receiver is never heard