I flew over a place where the ocean glistened red And the highways blistered like baking loaves bread The stars pin pricked the pink a pillsbury dough sky And I drank my weak black coffee as I left you sweetly behind As fibers of wool, as peas on the vine We were as sweetly separated as happily entwined I drank that sweet dark liquor you drank a cup of light I Got a belly full of midnight you a comet burning bright Comments (3)