Blowing The Popsicle Stand
June 9, 2006

I want to
open up a book of fairy tales
and look
hold up the
pages to an ugly
yellow
candescent light
to see that beneath the conception
there is not one
trace of deception
not a hint of transparency
never
ever
ever
I want just words
and pictures
pretty pictures
lovely words and
dreams and sweetness
forever
ever
ever
I want to go where everything
is truley as it seems
and happy endings are
never out of reach
where ever
ever
ever