No More Little Monkey (collaboration with Zazie: http://www.zazie.at/Index/)

 


The Daughter Stood in a German Town as Her Father Passed By
        The Daughter rowed her little Green Pepper Boat across her Father’s Dream.
After Landfall,  the Daughter stood in a German town as her Father passed by eating Green Peppers.
He did not recognize her; her Eyes were two Birds trapped in the Silver Barn.
 
        Even with such Eyes the moonlit Green Pepper Garden was dense and dark; she could not find her Shoes. 
She would never again run through the moonlit Green Pepper Garden in her Shoes! She cried.
Overhearing her sobs, a German Goldsmith fashioned a pair of Shoes from a melted Child’s Casket.
Soon, she was amongst the Pepper Trees, following the scent of Peppers.
 
        But She was far far too late” complained the Storytelling Cow.
 
         Years later her little Green Pepper Boat came to rest upon an underground Staircase
whose Banisters were naked Children, brilliantly lit.  A warm Wind disturbed the sleeping Babies, 
like red Leaves on black Linoleum.
The  Children’s Eyes were Birds trapped in the Silver Barn.
 
        The Daughter stepped from Her little Green Pepper Boat as the Sun scurried (with the other Rats) down the Hall.  She was weary from dreaming of the Child’s Casket turned into her Shoes.
 
        But She was far far too late” complained the Storytelling Cow.
        Her Green Pepper Lover serenaded her, and he was rude & idle with the naked Children, brilliantly lit. 
He wore Pyrite Buttons on an Apple-Red Blouse. The Circus had unleashed him!
Now he followed the Sun (with the other Rats) down the Hallway.
His Eye was a blue Rosetta Stone
lost amongst the Tombstones and the Maelstroms
and its Iris is grace-noted (with genius)
with tiny dark Hounds.
 
        But He was far far too late” complained the Storytelling cow.
 

 
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