do you like my poem?

AMBULANCE JUICE

ambulance juice oozes out the eye

thru the crack in my skull

and fills my cup

"say what time it be jack?"

sun dial technology

sheds a shade shoes to face

my friend pull up a chair

your brother is here

i'll travel the sea with a sailors glee

on red streets we walk

touching yellow lines

and feeling blue

on deadly streets we walk

feel hard pavement knock

fast streets past streets

if i could i'd walk you across