Death
is warm and sunny tombs
On lazy insect afternoons
We picnic at the sunshine tombs
Where old sunlight decomposes
Down in San Natas vacation
Launch a look above the beach
Shoot it down with the burp gun down
Sundown in the beachside town
Sunside in the beachdowntown
Frankly I like the monotonous
silence
Isnt it lazy in the dark darling
Sir Vivor in the living darkness
The monotonous drone of the wings of the drones
Private planes in weekend skies
Broken by the sunny days heater
Because it's easter sunrise service cold
Out there