serenely it plays over it is over, and over I must have eaten my four-leaf clover thinking it was basil in my spaghetti toss it up and watch the colors of confetti splash and fly and land as if to say "I'm free" spring, fall, crash, bash new year's drunken spree or was it mardi gras I can't remember moon pies, water slides was it June or December or was it you or him or someone else in my head was I even there at all was I sleeping in my bed serenely it plays over over and over again half of it missing pieces thrown to the wind blank spots smoke screens good luck eaten in turnip greens or whatever was for dinner and dessert, key lime kissing I could've given it to you with ease serenely playing ivories as if some teeth are missing. |