"You Is Hired!"

[And which travels through the long and winding tunnels
just like Employee parking garages..]

Through the window I can clearly see

A baby elephant made of white carnations

Holding a red rose with its little trunk

And a red rose with its prehensile tail

Its feet all together in a clutch

Standing on a perfect pedestal

[There are mad blank streets of earnest skinthers]

This thing [ the baby elephant flower thing ]
is in the lobby of a British drug company thing.

I kept thinking the dark black eye of the elephant
must be a lovely solid black bee, a shadow bee,
and one that thinks itself an eye.