The air was breathing, but I nearly suffocated In my sarcophagus Where the antelopes wear underwear on their antlers: On my mantle, memories recede, but cost of living Adjustments dance the Charleston at the Rosebud of resplendent nostalgia: The walls are dripping, and tonight the faces are on the Ceiling, are They are suspiciously silent: There was a fire tonight, when the world weary smile: There was a pillow plummeting like invisible carbon in a Passion play: If this is only going from A to B and back again, how Come when I clothes my eyes, I see bedsprings and Excrement in deep focus: Dirty deals that only I am privy to, elegant cobblestone Goblets, bone Orchard china, parsips and lichen: Puke on me, Delores: Are you married or lesbian, are you a celibate Buddist Acolyte, Or are you just detached and unavailable like me: More to the point where are you: where were you: I went to the high school reunion, and Delores, there was No puke: It's a sad lonely song by the barnyard, 'cause Delores Ain't sick to Her stomach no more: