have you ever wanted to be

have you ever wanted to be

have you ever wanted to be that man

the one with the stick

you know - the one with the metal pole

who listens to your stopcock 

out in the road

with his ear to the shiny wooden cup

at the end of his decision

or the man with his hands on the handles

of the surging tube that goes up and down 

up and splurging down in the storm drain

that keeps the kids enthralled

or the man with the shiny wooden pole

with the pig’s tail hook that darns

the the coupling links between the trucks

with such deft luck that barely at moment 

between the buffers shine bouncing the 

chains tight in a juddering offwego 

or the man in the moon

who is so superfluously superior

that he doesn’t even exist

i’d like to be a bit on the dark side

of an espresso light

ah well 

here they come with the medication trolley

better sign off now 

or they’ll think i’m off my trolley

again