Huckleberry (After Huck’s Tune)

If being is light

and time
is a sight

hang a nail on a wail
and come in

If circles get square

and blinds
lose their hare

hang a nail on a wail
and come in

If the smoke gets
so much

and my cup
has no crutch

hang a nail on a wail
and come in

The shore’s gone dry

or today is
a lie

I hang a nail on a wail
and come in