Light Geometric Fade
Fly that ocean in a silver plane.
See the jungle when it’s wet with rain.
–Patsy Cline
See the jungle when it’s wet with rain.
–Patsy Cline
God’s own playground.
How feeble the light strikes
the iron bars of the jungle gym.
How feeble the iron bars.
And when you walk past
the merry-go-round it spins
close to the moat.
The moat must be filled with
iron filings!
But you like iron, I bet.
I bet you do.
Jump up, Johnny. Jump.
Try slapping your own face
in the dark, if you can.
Did you know
I was afraid to chase you
into the locked room?