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