Get a Quote, Mr. Mann

how much is that doggie

in the window    how much


does a thing cost    how much

for a new pair of shoes


to walk over the land

how much for sunset


pouring across your face

and whose reflection


do you see    if only

they surrendered their mouths


telling some story

no one believes


how much is the earth

what fee do you pay


in flesh    we come

right to your door


they wave their arms,

spittle flies out


they keep screaming

they put dirty fingers


on our page of grace