Jazz June Bleach In Your Eyes
second story window kills carscalling out distance
spread like fire
spread like wine
breaks squeal on and on
don't stare
it might bleach your eyes right out
solids, spades,
kings and clubs,
queens and hearts
enchantment like lightning rays
today's the day
we realize we can't live without it,
and today's the day
the people make fool's gold seem priceless
