johnny is a zero is a one
johnny waits, patient as a statue
for infinity to add another zero
johnny gazes, blank as a zero
as vehicles skitter through the dark streets of his city
johnny cracks a stimtab and inhales deep
pupils yawning upwards, he knows time is kind
johnny hears all transmissions
listens without judgment
johnny's heart resembles a dub drummer's beat
tenderness delivered as lightly as a grace note
johnny looks out his window
knows summer is coming
johnny loves his city
its soft fusing of metal and sweat, flesh and circuitry
johnny loves the banquet of great things tomorrow brings
sees his children fuse with skyscrapers and search lights
johnny says a prayer for each of us
a someone, somewhere, inside a summertime
johnny reinvents his city each time he wakes up
re-imagining makes it so, this big bamboozle