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My Eyes Are Burnt And Bleeding And

All That Looks Like a Monkey

On a Silver Bar

Big Poop Hatch With a Cotton Hatch

Hatch Holes That The Light Shows

In And The Light Shows Out

And The Little Red Fence

And The Wire And The Wood

And The Barbs And The Berries

And The Tires And The Bottles

And The Caruponrims

And The Heat Swims On Its Fenders

And The Dust Collects And The Rust

Of Autumn Surrenders Into Gold

Trumpet Poop On The Ground With

Peanuts Its Bell Was Blocking An

Ant's Vision

And The Mice Played In Its Air

Holes And Valves

A Ladybug Crawled Off Its Mouthpiece

Standing Out Red And Blacked Its Wings

And Blew Off To a Flower

Its Hum Heard Just Above The Ground

Black Dots Were Hung In What Turned Out

To Be An Olive Tree That Originally

Held a Tree House Full Of a Building

With One Small Window

Birds And Broken Glass And Tiny

Bits Of Newspaper

'My Sun Is Free From The Window '

Said The God The Green Dabbers

Rice Wires Mouse Tins And Milk Muffins

Cereal And Stone

Matches And Masks And Mace And Clubs

And Splintered Shaft Light Intrigues

A Cricket On a Dust Jeweled Penlet

Cobwebs Collect Down Plaster Run Into a

Hole And Find Collected Glass That

Drinks The Reflection Of Midday

Afternoon Midway Between Telegraph Lines

A Silver Wing a Cloud a Rumbling

A Crowd Of Various Violins Strum From Next

Of a Cloud

Door Through My Wall Into My Ear

Obviously Artificial

Neighbors Laugh Through Sandwiches

Harlem Babies Their Stomachs

Explode Into Roars

Their Eyes Shiny With Starvation

Spreckled Hula Dance On My Phonograph

My Door Rattles Windy

Sand Wears My Rug Shoe And Taps On The

Unheard Finish Of An Hourglass i Cannot Hear

A Typical Musician's Nest Of Thoughts Filter

Through Dust Speakers

'Why Don't You Go Home Oh Blobby

Are You Great ' Exclaims Two Lips In

Some Jumbled Rock ‘n' Roll Tune And

Wears a Spot i Cannot Scratch

The Surface Of a Friend

This High Book a Friend Laid On Me

On The Couch Relaxing In The Corner

Behind a Still Life Pond With Plenty

Of Bugs And Lily Pads Slurred In Mud

Banks And Boulders Tin Cans And Raisins

Warped By Thought

Strain On The Spoon Like a Wheat Check

Check Bif Cotton Popping

Out Of His Sleeve

Poop Hatch Open Big Poop Hatch With

A Cotton Hatch Hatch Holes

Got To Pick Up The Horns

But The Head Won't Move Until It Walks

81 Poop Hatch - Captain Beefheart