Carrying on through the dusty Sunshine cutting through the
Halls littered with scraps Broken windows
I try to find that one piece That would stop the light
Of information From seeping through
It seems so lost now So brilliantly that
I travel through all the crevices Where old floorboards were too dim I now
Turn every corner Look and see them blind me
Look at every bending wall And reveal the carpet
That decorates The hidde
Why do white tiles not fly with the blind swallow?
How do radiators look out sunny windows?
Why do crocodiles of Chicago steeples not talk to the moldy water blimps?
Where do muddy curtains cover bottled water?
Why do begging stripes run and not walk?
When do paper clips crawl south into the pits of peaches?
How do ides march in rows of ten and not cry with book letters?
Scissors cut electrified mouse-tails, but do ravens collide with floor mats?
Why do pins make the yellow telephones weep over the sides of heaving chests?
Where is the large pink fish in the tree, when fire burns the ocean waves to ashes?
Why do strangling teddies n