The deer and the antelope play   The hiccup of the telephone wires   Birds tossed in and out of the fray   Clouds rushing in loose focus      Afraid if he drops his glass into this room   Might just stare a hole clear through   Like a thumb pushed into the paper mache   Grizzly that rides the prey      Pale green life vibrates across the Abraham Lincoln   Curses spin beneath his chin      Not to pass any judgment   Over the deer and the antelope play   Over the boys swapping names   And the girls folding papers into clipper ships      When they've wandered from the parade route   And the room fills with aquarium lights   Cursive in a tangle on the wall   And the grizzly lies in deep deep slumber      From the cold cold places behind the Abraham Lincoln   Where the wallpaper will not fade   Magnolias pressure up against the bank from the dark as the deer and the antelope play   The clicking of their heels, the clicking of their heels      Pale green life vibrates across the Abraham Lincoln   Over the boys swapping names   And the girls spinning curses across clipper ships