Minus The Bear Burying Luck
In the nightmare desert
stood a building.
Outside someone
was digging a hole in the ground.
They were burying my luck.
What have you done?
The man in the hole
has smoked up all my income.
My better days
his for the take
and I watched it all,
him putting pins into a doll.
What have you done?
This dream blinks into night
The man in the hole
has carried away the moonlight
cupped in his hands,
a dime on the water
he’s a patient man
as his careful stepping shows.
Will he take her love?
Will his hands know what mine did?
Will your body like the fit?
Will he take her love?
