Damp jewel in the hair-lip of grass or br Hanging from the obnoxious skin of a cypress- br Petty witchcraft that evaporates br And the clouds plays hooky- until another sunlight is br Gone, mumbled into the vocabularies br In the west where the sugar cane burns and the dragons br Make love to bare breasted virgins- br While, around here, after dusk, after all the Mexicans have br Gone home from cleaning our house and mowing our br Yard, the washing machines still do a strange pirouette br Trying to mimic the great tornados they hear so much br Gossip about.