you the banana before you you

 summer clouds the moods of sharks 

 an ant finds a home in the plastic 

 summer closing and all the things you've lost 

 After striking the sliotar you notice a pain in your shoulder and then pipes start to grow from your face. 

you trade your eyes for a dog and someone comes by with a basket full of fresh picked heather and you feel glad

 above the building’s reflection the cloud’s reflection

 putting on glasses you forget to breathe

 between the slices of Madeira cake infinity

 where the pine's shadow ends elective affinities

 hot afternoon the mosquito’s laconic curse

 sowing a child and parent the road worker

 breaking forth the moods of summer grass 

wet summer morning the morning side of the house 

 beyond the glasshouse yellow light

 clown totem a wheel that never stops 

 becoming a level 60 wizard the level 59 wizard

 a helicopter shot of a helicopter filming a helicopter

 a perfect sunset not thinking about my genitals 

 the nurse's silhouette 9 sharks 

 reaching for the lice the lion as a young farmhouse

 father’s last words: don’t buy towels with faces on them

 

ah, to smoke a cigar to Vivaldi’s Magnifcat (RV 610) and drop the ashes