...excerpt from Coincidental Repertoire:
Lice are on the mouse.
On the mice there are two louse.
In the house there is a mice,
I mean a mouse that has a lice.
In most all the people’s houses,
cause they all have líced mouses.
But aren’t houses really hice?
And aren’t mouses really mice?
And the louses on the mice inside
the hice, well aren’t they lice?
If a louse were on a mouse among the mice,
and the mice were in a house among the hice,
would the louse be on a mouse among the lice
or in a house among the mice
or be a louse among the hice?
My Dream Is To Watch
If anyone did notice how,
they couldn’t tell me even now...
how when you led me down that way
to where the earth was high,
we’d then cavort throughout
and fly around about the sky.
So I was lost. Cuz when,
among the low and placid grays,
I scurried through to look for you,
all I found was haze.
And then the ending of my plight
was not of this dimension.
I found you self-contained in light...
beyond my comprehension.