Eliot

Armies and ice and dirty greenNewspapers, shovels sand on the breezeI think of Eliot when I smell the street and it's sometimes wiseJust to shut your eyes.Workers and lovers make their living space neatBent out of shape over what to eatI dream of Eliot but I am discreet 'cause it's sometimes wiseJust to shut your eyes.How sure how right?Can anyone be on sight?I said I had Hope.I liedOo the city in the winter the sewage the steamYou fill buildings with people and they rip at the seamsSomebody's suffering infected my dreams andDon't they know? it's it's it's it's just my old soulHow sure how right?Can anyone be on sight?I said I had HopeI lied. I lied.So calm so wiseGive him the Nobel PrizeHe said he had HopeHe liedo. oooo. wuho ho ho