"Listen to the Dusk"

Listen to the dusk
wait for the saxophone
linger on downward street spiral
inventor
you climb the dawn
to listen to the dusk
& listen to the dusk
to escape the night
the night
the lantern
Moon
its face a derelict shore
its shore a desert of men
its men a desert of moons
the many moons of Saturn
from there I came
wait for the saxophone
surf the ego drawl
you never have enough
sounds & shambles
dig the deeper spirit
there's something growing in the night - the lantern
the movie of your Moon
the moon of your dusk
the one we all listen
to.