Elephant Boys

which books, what tunes, why god, how love?
are we alone or from above?
bright eyes atop the afternoon
adrift the atom bomb harpoon
which hooks, what loons you got now, bud?
trade data for sahara blood
a fuck amidst the green hills there
but i was not supposed to care
elephant boys, the speaker's trunk
together through the stampede drunk
our textures dazed in dark lamplight
their thoughts and pupils shuttered wide
raincoats adrift, i hush myself,
bloodthirsty wild and unkept
how high my pillars seem to be
a uniform is all we see
elephant boys, just be yourselves
build with your trunk and ask for help
the city peeks around the night
the waterhole has lost its sight
the lightning bugs will understand
our shaking ears are out of hand
we're nothing more than elephants, tough
but that is more than enough