The Empty Pool

Too unpressed for strategy so dignity must be spared

Watch the leaves in the empty pool as the widow drew her shade

Season was here

No drums to calm their fear

Let's drink the leper's beer

The leper's playing his salsa game and tempest swept dark land

The lover's turns and parasites over the frying pan

Coffee's brewed

And the men playing cards

And the mystery plane

And the forest winds

Their searching out overy the sea