Informercials credit the painters
sponging out the anarchist that curled its
eye lashes into bowling balls
as Mural attempts explain the sleepwalkers
daubed and decorate to cover its paws.
lost weekends spent Altering egos
swim on rubber mermaids on ether
As Chariots on the parquet
set fire to town hall.
Using contracted death certificate
Along golden picketed rising fence
As the witnesses floats out through
tolled gates as it can’t solve the
equation of silent lions as we lose the dark.
Keeping tally on how many
Pints of milk can be drank in a diary
That could be my own lactating death certificate.