Bat bit and ten (?)

White stick with a red light

Floats past her on the right 

White stick on the rock

Roping in the wind

Are you hungry? 



Do you know what to eat

Floating in the blue

I hear you your voice

It comes out above my head

Close to you, close to you



There is one bird in my house 

She said you woke up from a dream 

He heard Mama Cass

He felt better if I would 

have known (those) things 

It damped his mood for a second

Then he remembered where he was

He regained his perspective 

That felt a 

Lot better 



It gets much better

He laid down on his bed 

With the front door open

And the sunlight 

flooding into the room 

He smelt tire 

He laid back listening to a fly 



He saw washing hanging

In the sun

He caught a fleeting

glimpse of a man

moving uphill

pursued by a bus 

He saw a white church with a 

Three blue-domed roof 

A crucifix on the top

And an ant walked 

Along the edge of his book 

He heard another bell 

And a (braying mustache(?))

And a moped started up

Sounding like a chainsaw

of tiny firecrackers 

And he smelled tire again 

A fly came dim

Along the shaft of sunlight 

Coming through the open door 

He watched it cross the room

And get halfway and then it 

Turned around and left, he laughed



There is one bird in my house