I messed with my animal crackers down by the subway.
Messed with my animal crackers.
In fleeting snow, on melting mornings.
On cold steel rails on the platform.
Days when it came down cold.
And the furnace heat rose from the rooftops.
Gray were my feet, woolen, and dampen too I believe.
Do I believe.
I messed with my animal crackers by the cathedral yards.
Where the ships come in from the ocean.
And rust is a color that dances with day.
Let me carry. Let me carry.
Let me carry this winter away from my blood.
Put the animal crackers into my teeth.
There was a tavern in Alphabet City
where I dreamed of the vicissitudes
that held all these people.
I watched and saw it fall from the sky.
A burning skybird, fallen down into desert.
In the new century, there were only children left
and the start of what the lark calls liberation.
That is why I messed with my animal crackers.
So many years ago.