Maybe I’m Amazed lyrics

Just because there is music

piped into the most false of revolutions

it cannot clean these senses

of slow wireless death crawling

from a slick mirror

1/8th it’s normal size . . .

Marty was found dead by the man literally

blue 12 hours after falling out

at the foot of the Cloisters

with its millions in rare tapestry

and its clear view of the Hudson

and even testing your blue pills

over and over to reverse

my slow situations

I wind up stretched across the couch

still nodding with Sherlock Holmes

examining our crushed veins

Richard Brautigan,

I don’t care who you are fucking

in your clean California air

I just don’t care

though mine are more beautiful anyway

(though more complex perhaps)

and we have white flowers too

right over our window on 10th St.

like hands that mark tiny x’s

across infinity day by day

but even this crumb of life

I eventually surface toward

continues to nod as if I see you all

thoughtlessly

through a carefully inverted piece

of tainted glass

shattered in heaven

and found on these streets