Well, that one is a cool address
Scrawled in blue ink, on flyover.
There ,at the address, we might
Have had living sleeping dying.
But we have really not taken it.
We have taken living elsewhere
Sleeping and no more sleeping,
A proposing to sleep no longer.
At 124th pillar is a cool address,
Easy to recall down any market .
Some beggars lie in their nights
Living and propose to die there.
This one is a cool address to die
Easier for death van to pick up
And easy to blare spiritual stuff
As dead feet wend thro’ traffic.
We are not living to die there.
We have a smoking lake for it.
We love the cool address easy
To guide strangers to a death.