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of sweets
Telling something
But I hear: I love you...

Look at the poplar trees
Their yellow leaves so free...

Are you there outside?
Behind the door
That's

Watch Her Disappear

Tom Waits

Alice

2002

around your hair
That rose in strangled ebony curls
Moving in a yellow bedroom light
The air is wet with sound
The faraway yelping of a wounded dog

her web unfolds
And the rock collector votes to leave her alone

Through the poplars
An owl's in the branches, his eyes are yellow
But the rock

Yellow sylvan's darkness
Trial and error

The human jukebox and LED chess
Sepiatone lucid greenness

And many sidewalks leading anywhere
Like those

the sea to strange fruit on the poplar trees
Now we proper and ghetto in the states
Pep the missing word United
Of course we not peace and harmony we still

Yellow envelopes and green bills
Horses racing as Crown Diamond is coming round the line
Singing Rat Pack music to an empty hand
Kissing her