[00:03.815]"Hey Garland, I dig your ***** coat. I'll trade you a domino this size, mothball-scented."
[00:09.103]The woman silk nude tie painting his chest
[00:12.843]One celluloid stay exposed through his nibbled collar
[00:16.862]Feet speckled the sidewalk, faces gurgled through windows, passing cars gum rubber streaks
[00:22.787]Neon plants swim like green ******* to a deep rhythm of blues
[00:28.067]Red thyroid sunsets, flame in speckled chemistry
[00:31.593]Pipes run off dark tubes, erase into marks that pour the dye of darkness
[00:37.706]Crystal comes together as silent as ink
[00:40.553]"I don't think I could let it go. I got it at the religious scene"
[00:46.231]Teeth let go tobacco juice, an oiled balloon, brown eye in an egg white, black tar bubbles and stripes
[00:54.800]A straw hat squeaked on the brim of a feather
[00:58.117]Newsprint thumbed through nicotine fingers
[01:00.949]A dark olive was turned on, its small pulp speaker burst into a scream
[01:07.834]One large tomato was immediately peeled, skin red
[01:11.663]It bled into a red "O" and smacked behind accepted fangs
[01:16.107]Quick eyebrows danced cutely above a mole
[01:19.168]The bridge held a large gold pair of spectacles
[01:22.630]The front was smooth
[01:24.292]It gradually gathered and wrinkled at the holes
[01:27.389]A dark wooden moustache deposited below, above Chinese red varnished lips, that dented slightly into the evening
[01:37.944]"It's gotten quite cold. I've decided I can't sell you my coat."
[01:43.825]Honking, the wind puffed into the clumps above the lattice rows
[01:47.998]And out looked Panatella, naked and not ashamed, without no clothes
[01:54.588]Wiggle Pig went snout-first into a tree
[01:58.136]The rubber turkey was gobbled up by the night's dark rubber mouth, and a white phosphorous raindrop dropped in the sky
[02:09.093]Hot silhouettes in a convertible gave this applause
[02:12.755]And several white porcelain trays were rolled in by bumblebees, their wings arranged with pictures out of the past
[02:21.399]And the rainbow baboon gobbled fifteen fish eyes with each spoon
[02:26.806]Pockets was caught at window level
[02:29.406]Approaching the fractured glass, dripping in light, he spoke:
[02:34.233]"I've just looked at myself, and from here to there it ain't far enough, but from here to here it's too short."
[02:44.451]"And circles don't fly, they float."
[02:46.941]Pena exclaimed and went on to say:
[02:49.254]"Sun sure did shine this year. Who'd you look like underneath?"