Acoustic Aphasia

Twenty thousand people standing in the field
and I don't quite understand just what the feeling is
Drinkable browny black coffee on a
red-white checked chess table
with a burlesque melody around.
Water overhelming till lips
with my heart down at my feet
looking to the corners
searching through the glass
where
Twenty thousand people in the field
standing still.

Taste of warm rain falling on their curled
gingerous blue tongues, whilst
robot claims to be a human
behind my locked door, where
twenty thousand people are standing in the field.
Water overhelming till forehead
still I can see you eating five custards gladly
at one time
Standing all by yourself in this
twenty thousand people crowd
behind my locked glass door. And now
water doesn't let me say a word.