Fallen tops. 

Here today gone tomorrow 

the pine arrived for the tops 

fallen from ashen faced trees 

Wearing masks treated 

with a shave and creole haircut.  

.

The King of pageants and cups of sorrow 

the dial tone coverage of wild 

cotton rivets thrown down 

To franklins feet 

.
Imagine the mohecians to call

Upon in this hour of loneliness 

A long distance yarn catchup 

.

At this time of day or night 

The answers still the walnut whipped

By a carved tusk 

and a wall where a wood house 

flowers with psychologist highlighted

In yellow.