Our road’s no wider than yours. We often fall from the height. We’re broken too, but our lack of attention doesn’t force us to climb the rope again. 

The Beach Boys haven’t had a hit song in years
yet their albums continue to enjoy an extraordinary success.

It’s been suggested by the New Radicals
in America that perhaps the best, no,
the penultimate act would be, of all things,

The crane creaks. The crane is 100 feet high
and painted yellow.

My father was a painter and a whitewasher.

Yes, streetcars once ran in this town, and
they ran from the train depot to the cemetery

Then,
like you said,
we’d been sprung by two pals.

My father was a forester in the Alpine woods
and also in the Andes. He roamed about the

I am the wisest animal.
I always stayed in the most important sense
right where I am.

My grandfather told me I
was one of the oldest living creatures.