You laugh at lost wishes
and their alibis,
while putting a stitch
in your own disguise.
She called you a genius,
now it never ends.
You’re hanging yourself
by these threads.
If the first step’s a doozy,
the second is a crime.
A harlequin sentenced
laughs as he cries.
He drops his head,
the bells rain down and sound.
And a tear runs through
the makeup
and drops down.
And a tear drops to the ground.
Faster, Faster, ferryman heave
into the land of make-believe.
Faster, Faster, ferryman ho
here’s the one that you’ve owed –
since the first word you spoke –
the one that you’ve owed.
A box on the floor.
Two shoes rest on it.
Surrounding two feet,
supporting a kit
of a model of a man
filled in with wax.
Living for causes, ignoring effects.
Living for causes, ignoring effects.
Faster, Faster, ferryman ho
here’s the one that you’ve owed –
since the first word you spoke –
the one that you’ve owed.
Regards to the fella
down there in the back
living for causes, ignoring effects.
Best wishes to he
who exists beyond facts –
living for causes, ignoring effects.
© 1997.