day nice

scream, ice-cream, dream, i lean heavily on a wall, almost diagonal. that way, that again. teasing those eyes again. have we merged, not quite, not yet, savouring the moment to not stand straight. don't see the link. it's easy. scream - that which my mouth can make some noise. ice-cream - that which my mouth can gobble. dream - that which my mouth has no part in. come again? let him be, he worked too little, and heard too much. inside, it's full, full of shit, hit with a panic, anxious to see, be the man they see, behold and told, she behaves differently. don't get the joke, don't either, say anyway, pretend to choke. come again? let her be, she says too little, and act too much. outside, it's full of bubbles, tubbles and hubbles and gubbles, and nothing of substance, fence to keep, us at bay. what a day, me and my wall, almost mine. rabbit and his sinking hole. ah ah, don't chase after him. you're not prepared, bare to be, dare to be, the teeny tiny, go away, make my day. we don't see it. we don't see him. the longer this drags on, up or down, rabbit-hole, the longer the period. come again? the period of loneliness. Mr Rabbit gave me earlier a pill to swallow. hello, are you there - we can share this sorrow. you do the screaming, she eats the ice-cream, and no one does the dreaming. those lifeless words, a penny for each. a couple for a phrase. and a million for some nonsense. don't say much. preach no more. been too still, killing her more. twisting twister, wisps on windows, invisible eyes watching visible wind. come again? we make this up. we make this bullfart up. so there you are. another slanted link to think. SCREAM - muted silence, ICE-CREAM - slurping pretence, DREAM - numbed absence.

it's a nice day. it's a hell of a nice day.