These Golden Jewels

I left a black shoe hanging

from a telephone wire

I threw hubcaps in the bushes

filled the creek with burning tires

I drove circles in the meadow

threw tvs off a cliff

I scattered dirty needles

in a grassy ditch

Shopping carts of garbage

overturned in silver ponds

in fields of wild mustard

I abandoned several cars

at the edge of town

these golden jewels

I left them all for you

You, hiding in the falling leaves

and the spider's dew-dropped ring

You, lying in the muddy river

with ten thousand wild wings

I will set the world on fire

pluck the stars down from the sky

if you will spend with me, my dear

a single summer night

at the edge of town

my golden jewel

I'm waiting here for you