a failure of imagination

A Failure of Imagination

He chewed it thoughtfully and swallowed hard.

That was a really neat idea and I wanted to do the same

to press his dreams of icehouses into hers, and to keep

your family, and this is your home for as long as you

rid it of racial epithets even as he otherwise echoed its

cigarette from between his lips, dropped it to the floor, and

heard the rumours flying but I have never been strung out in

the world and God himself knows that is exactly where

I think it was right then, when he stood half-drunk in the rain and

like the American experience, was steeped in alcohol. Our

mysterious superfluity of products, shampoos and toothpastes and

the false ending just happened in the studio as did the applause at

a situation that both frightened and disoriented her. But

the lyrics work independently on the page,

surrounding and gently supporting you.