Out with the stars–
They make me feel small
Out with future plans–
I should learn to fall like a leaf
Life can be sweet

In with the clowns–
They're good to have around
There's a lesson in their
Pale of confetti:
Life is little more than
Promise and empty threat

I've been in my garden
Mapping out the world
Past the hedgerows
I founded Mexico
The rooting plums marked
Eurpoe as my turnip patch
Where I saw ants movving sand
I invented Iraq and Iran

Hello Lilac! Do you remember me?
I was your Hummingbird
I crossed your sullen sea
When you get that Swallow
Out of your mouth
Give me a call
You used to be my all