Dockery Dockery Night*

Paint your office shades of white
Look out on a carefree day
With eyes that hope the check will show

Shadows on the bills
Piss on trees against the breeze
Catch the spray on whiskers displayed

Muddy colors where you once got laid
I never understand what you try to say to me
And how every day becomes a tragedy
How every day is me, me, me
They would not respect, but did abscess
Despite fraud as Zod protests

Dockery Dockery night
filling coffee in a caffeine craze
Flaming cowards that always hide
Swirling swirling pipes in a Zoddy craze
Reflect in Tina's eyes of Taco green
or colors changing to red instead

Fields where you drop a morning dump
your weathered face feels the pain
Wiped clean from an artist's filthy hand

Now you understand why I call you dry dry drunk
and how I suffer when I smell a skunk
and how you suffered when you saw my name

And how I tried to set you free
on a raft afloat on the Chattahoochee
They would not listen, but disagree
Perhaps they'll shoot me now

For we could not love you
But Jordy's love was true and true

And when no hope was left to ride
on that Dockery Dockery night
You took your life as most Ho's often do

But I could have told myself, Dockery,
This world never saw a human donkey
bray hee haw just like thee.

Dockery Dockery night
comics books hung in empty halls
Brothers head does still withdraw

With eyes that watch the world and cigarettes
Like Rachel that you've never met
The ragged band in ill-fit clothes
A silver horn, a bloody nose
Lie crushed and broken on the yellow snow

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
as you displayed your daily insanity
and how you suffered for your poetry
and how you tried to set them free of me
They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps your name is just plain old Will.

Edward Rochester Esq.
*With thanks to 'Vincent' by Don McLean