(from The Geckos CD)
Well I just can't get past
A sculpture
made of mashed potatos
And I'm a sucker for
All things in the form of ice
cream cones
Don't think me a two-faced liar because
I'm sun-burned on
one cheeck but not the other
Them phallic monuments put a hold on me
from
which I'm sure that I will not recover
We were just watching Close Encounters
for the third time
(today, that is)
You look beautiful
Underneath the moon and stars
But
nothing that's between us
Spans the reaching out of planets from
afar
Always a "turn back" sign
Posted to fake you out of
thinking
How you could climb so high
Before you've fallen fast asleep
©1998 Billy Gewin