Painting A Concrete Slab To Look Like A Flock Of Ducks

I Ordered A Beer That Never Came

At Some Last Call Spot

Above A Forest With A House That's On Fire

Through A Gauntlet Of Moonlit Junk

They Are Going To Move The Stars So That They Spell Out The Truth About Us

Something Happened That Seemed To Point At Me Like An Arrow

A Joke Which Seems To Make Everyone Sad

Into The Dark I Throw His Pint Of Beer, His Car Keys, His Glasses

But The Ground Had Gone From Beneath Me And I Was About To Begin A Long Fall