Then the sky was dreaming

Of the pen he lost in his bathroom

It was special to have such old things that worked

Since the old were getting old

Were losing their ink

He would only have so much

Till it ran dry

So he was wise

As it passed into hands

Giving him no desire to leak anything

For the world was leaking so

So dreadfully blotted.

Elegant destroyer of order

She is

She is

As that is not a disorder

The camera man laughs

She is in the dancing

You can hold her

There is a message

Are things in chaos

Have you checked your computer

She wears her stockings late in the evening

Panda Bears walk on the ceiling

It is just the rain

Something is beginning.