31 January 1996 Los Angeles

Beneath this concrete double helix

I admire the development

That has brought the touch of elegance to my districts.

In cologne and silk

And fine leather hunting gear

Whose fine craftsmanship would mesmerize

Rabbits.

Shoveling the renovation

of the twisted wreckage of the village

A villager with a tie of links

Who eyes the applecore by the side of the boulevard

And eyes the guard

Eyes the applecore by the side of the boulevard.

  The drumming is getting louder than the tinkling of ice in the glasses.