To Syd

the madness of this world
so clear to a madcap
a piper and prisoner
at the gates of dawn

where the wolf packs
do the birdie hop
and word songs chanted
under pussy willows

just walk out
and leave your possessions
walk back to where
you came from

collecting clothes and
jugbands playing blues
astronomers perplexed
and orange apples

poppy bird sway
if it's in you
then it's in me too
wouldn't you miss me?

dominoes falling
in octopus rides
i'm trying
to find you

bikes and mice
late last night
i feel you
shine on

you crazy diamond