Florist
Christopher Read
Ah does a florist dream flowers in spring?
And does the butcher see blood in the changing trees?
Mechanical dreams
Turn like shiny motor parts
Authority sleeps
Dreams in black and white
And so does the LA River picture the sea?
Now will the baker envision the seed?
Slow motion pictures
Does life ever change?
Tomorrow is hiding
Somewhere out of range (Ready or not you're...)
When will the forest remember the tree?
Soon may the distance
Forget our names
