I give you
Grass, lovers, life,
law, faith, poetry, man
Victory, song, sound,
colour,
Purple green yellow
orange black brown
Red, white, blue
Thought
Progress
I give you
Suicide
Rot, death, wrecks,
lies, sin, man, fractured
Lovers, baying for
affection in the arms of another
False partner as
The American
Dream roars in the guts of the
Cars racing in
grumbles past their mo-
Tell us of vows now vacuous
Empty words
Retreat
Progress
Retreat
Thought’s trickle to
the front of the
Mind
Too late to act
We are stumbling
We are crumbling
Light bursts through
The window of the
motel as
The lost lovers
intertwine
Impoverished
Once again
The roar of the
American
Dream
Engine
Is
With them,
Reaches for the
western wall,
Stretches for the TV
Set
Breaks the forth wall
Big Dreams are
ploughing
Threw smaller dreams
Asunder
It’s voyage crushes
Tangled comforts
Thuds through the head
Boards the furniture
to watch
The future
Big Dreams pounced on
small
One
‘S
Mercy
Less
They had their eyes
closed
They don’t look
They don’t look
At
Each other
They have never
looked at each other
They will never
They are native
Paste on the
Arches of progress.
Engine parks up
Light hits the TV
Power
On
Power
Houses of American
Dreams pull up
To watch the
Show
It’s been a
Hell of a ride
Ladies, gentle
Men
I give you
Progress
I give you
An Election
Drive
