If dreams are your subconscious trying to save your sorry
ass then:
Climbing the stands of a ballpark takes you,
barefoot,
to a train station.
At the station there is a girl you tried to call
that didn’t want you to
call her
You call out her name three times
Dont she says
Dont call me.
On the menu there are
Dont she says
Dont call me.
On the menu there are
hot dogs
cold beer and ice cream
and a guy you’ve only met once
with the loudest most marvelous voice
His name is Dan and he is from Jersey
His name is Dan and he is from Jersey
New Jersey
You find its amazing how kind people can be
Then some guy steals a car.
He steals the car and the crowd catches him
pulls him out of the car
and just before they beat the devil out of him
You ask
“Has anyone called the cops?”
The disillusionist calls you to the stage
Smashes your watch
Cuts your tie in half
Now he is sawing the box in two
Your feet at one end
And your head at the other.
He says
Say the magic words and I’ll stop
Say the magic words and I’ll stop
Say the magic words and I’ll stop
Say the magic words and I’ll stop
You try to say the words and cant
Your mouth opens but nothing comes out
Your mouth opens but nothing comes out
Your mouth opens but nothing comes out
Your eyes open and you hear yourself say
“Abracadabra” out loud.
He stops.
He stops.
You laugh out loud and back to sleep.
Close one.
There are swarms of fish.
Under the boat.
Look! Look at them all!
You drop your bare hook into the water.
Gosh. What I wouldn’t give for a live minnow right now.
At Niagara Falls
She comes out of the mist
in a red raincoat
The mist of what must be ages
You tell her “I haven’t seen you in forever”
She says “That’s not true. I just saw you earlier, at the train station”
She’s right.
She says “That’s not true. I just saw you earlier, at the train station”
She’s right.
You saw her ten microseconds ago.
She takes you by the arm
Walking to the river.
Climbing in a barrel
And over the falls we go.
Dreams.
They are your subconscious trying to save your sorry ass.
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