The Audacity of the Carefree 

 What dreams surround me

and what beets beneath this milky skin

cabbage headed monster that I am

still grooved like a gourd 

birdhouse beat under the ground 

my noodle sister inspire me

words be nimble like stalks of corn

words be quick like a Midwestern storm

demons be nimble, troublesome soul

demons be quick, the jester digs his own hole

bowed low stalks of wheat

just what makes him think he can be so care free

Jack be nimble, don't stand still 

Jack be quick, move a pickup truck around the world 

red radishes in the lips of spades and hoes' tricks

why does a whore want connection and to be kissed?

thrust ships into bone

dry lips we sail alone

images cut like ice 

I once prayed for you, I won't tonight.