A world's disappearing. br Little street, br You were too narrow, br Too much in the shade already. br br You had only one dog, br One lone child. br You hid your biggest mirror, br Your undressed lovers. br br Someone carted them off br In an open truck. br They were still naked, travelling br On their sofa br br Over a darkening plain, br Some unknown Kansas or Nebraska br With a storm brewing. br The woman opening a red umbrella br br In the truck. The boy br And the dog running after them, br As if after a rooster br With its head chopped off.