Monday, January 20, 2003

59

SLEEP STARS

Don’t mistress my one guy
Into a plastic process
Or go ahead
When I was a boy
Everything was all those things in your head
But now that I’m a readymade
The candle knows what it is
To crop at self-expression
Like a goat
Conversion rates
Cereal boxes
There has to be someone to thank
Why not thank me?