I come to this place to swindle
coming not to be an artist
I could write for days here
a blueness that doesn’t lose me
is adazzle in the arbor I’m looking at
look at the jazz with my BOY
FRIEND fairly whomever I could want
I want to want to write with what I
am I spoke with him about
the cloudmatter
now he is sick at the sun shining
I could come for days to swindle an
artist coming not to write for arbor
for arbor doesn’t lose me but
I have wrapped myself into a world
and now I have a cold blueness
a cold place I wanted I could write
a cold place I wanted with jazz
I could write for days here but
there is no need to get dependant
I just come this place to swindle
