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up there: photo by ...storrao..., 2 April 2014
Picking up change, hands like a walrus,
So that’s you, man,
Out the door, the street like a night,
And she opens the door of her cadillac,
There are very huge stars, man, in the sky,
Slowly. And while certainly
in my wicker basket.
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up there: photo by ...storrao..., 2 April 2014
Comes the time when it’s later
and onto your table the headwaiter
puts the bill, and very soon after
rings out the sound of lively laughter --
Picking up change, hands like a walrus,
and a face like a barndoor’s,
and a head without any apparent size,
nothing but two eyes --
So that’s you, man,
or me. I make it as I can,
I pick up, I go
faster than they know --
Out the door, the street like a night,
any night, and no one in sight,
but then, well, there she is,
old friend Liz --
And she opens the door of her cadillac,
I step in back,
and we’re gone.
She turns me on --
There are very huge stars, man, in the sky,
and from somewhere very far off someone hands me a slice of apple pie,
with a gob of white, white ice cream on top of it,
and I eat it --
Slowly. And while certainly
they are laughing at me, and all around me is racket
of these cats not making it, I make it
in my wicker basket.
Robert Creeley: A Wicker Basket, from For Love, 1962
General Motors advertisement for Cadillac automobiles: Life, 1 April 1957 (Gallery of Graphic Design)
