Transverse City

Told my little Pollyanna There's a place for you and me We'll go down to Transverse City Life is cheap, and Death is free Past the condensation silos Past the all-night trauma stand We'll be there before tomorrow Pollyanna, take my hand Show us endless neon vistas Castles made of laser light Take us to the shopping sector In the vortex of the night Past the shiny, mylar towers Past the ravaged tenements To a place we can't remember For a time we won't forget Here's the hum of desperation Here's the test tube mating call Here's the latest carbon cycle Here's the clergy of the mall Here's the song of shear and torsion Here's the bloodbath magazine Here's the harvest of contusions Here's the narcoleptic dream Told my little Pollyanna Here's a place where we can stay We have come to see tomorrow We have given up today Down among the dancing quanta Everything exists at once Up above in Transverse City Every weekend lasts for months Here's the hum of desperation Here's the test tube mating call Here's the latest carbon cycle Here's the clergy of the mall Here's the witness and the victim Here's the relatives' remains Here's the well-known double helix Here's the poisoned waves of grain Here's the song of shear and torsion Here's the bloodbath magazine Here's the harvest of contusions Here's the narcoleptic dream Here's the hum of desperation . .