a fist fight


what we have at last is sawdust

and bricks and bricks of mortar

and the new ecology friendly trucks with sails

which are never violent, never follow you up

onto a curb

to kill you, no

the world is getting to be a more human soft place

where you can lay your arms down

Iím very tired, youíll smile

and automobiles which fit into a tighter and tighter spiral

almost as a new galaxy being formed

or performed, in the lexicon of the bass clarinet