Green grass is lengthening round
The Camelot Apartments. Make a left
At the corner store; oh and don’t forget
The Rolling Rocks; don’t forget that green grass;
There’s gonna be good people at the house
Show: Make three left turns till Elm Circle
We each sat in the circle.
An orange ball glowed hot. Pedro rolled round
Resin in his fingers at the guys’ house.
The chicks complained about the taste and left.
An orange ball burnt out. “Left for real grass.”
And we should, too, or girls: We can forget
The apartment pool forgets
Nothing, and I swim alone in circles.
A Marlboro 27, some grass
Clippings, a beetle, and my thoughts float round
(If I ever touch down) there’s green glass left
On the pool floor: Tread water till the house.
Orange moon at Bonfire House
Melodies drift like we ought to forget
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