I inhaled an apricot, I annoyed the...

I inhaled an apricot, I annoyed the subway. Behind the gate rests an empty elevator shaft. Old English, but not Anglo-Saxon. Merlot: don't smash the new glasses.

I saw there was a ledge out your window. I sat myself upon a ledge, a window one, some two stories high, with a witch's hat and a full bladder, emptied with a gravatational trajectory. I hollered at passers, who would toss me cigarettes and lights for charity and entertainment, and kick bicycles of my choosing. Mount Olympus. I couldnt' stop swinging my feet.

Then back to remember the evening in sound, soul crashers melting into my bed. Give a bear a spear. Bouncing sawtooth wavefoms. This is what perpetual motion sounds like. Don't eye me when there's a guy around.