Stroll Down Market

2002-03-30 - 4:17 p.m.

Main street
afternoon
vanilla ice cream
khaki shorts

Your eyes fuck me
my eyes say
right back to yours
"harder"

And I walk on

Punkers and junkers
squares and suits
pounding pavement
carrying signs

Give us liberty
give us death
give us stock options
or crystal meth

And I walk on

Headphones
whispering produced
sweet nothings
acoustic seduction

I, the star
of me, the movie
I, the star
of me, the cosmos

And I walk on

You want my change
or perhaps a smoke
you play your chess
and get to be king

You're a pidgeon
I have no crumbs
you're a mirror
I have no reflection

And I walk on

Soaked
from the unrelenting
waterfall
of sunshine

Backroad
sunset
apple pie
cut-off shorts

And I walk off