A Joke

I dream of you

On the neck of a swan, riding the dawn

Until the morning is through

I know it's true

I've got a precocious unconscious, I've got a lot of hunches

About people and what they will do

If you dream of me

I'd pay a price just to see, the woods of echo

Take a swim with Aphrodite

There's a ball rolling down a hill

And into the matheme of St Paul and the real

Gee that gives me a thrill

There's a meeting in the sky

About who has to say goodbye to their darling

And who gets a parking fine

Let me take the minutes

And I'll make sure they put enough poetry in it

And a joke so nobody cries