all the characters in & with,
faces and canals
my lungs, entrails &
hilly wrinkles above

my ears feeling waves
lens hair ankles
brushing earth
breast stirring wood
sphinx nosing over the nails

what a wonder
what a wish
bathing this spine
each night on stage
before the counters

not honest work
lazily spinning symbols
free of thought

tedium eternum
semper somnia
escape from escape

this is a hard trough
ennui in bauder's lair

and this century ends early
not quick enough for management
season's over, no more tickets
leave please through the gates
your thoughts and concerns
will be disposed of properly
before the next show