Bat Chain Puller

Bat chain

Puller

Puller puller

Puller puller

Bat chain puller

A chain with yellow lights

That glistens like oil beads

On it's slick smooth trunk

That trails behind on tracks and thumps

A wing hangs limp and retreats

Bat chain puller

Puller puller

Bulbs shoot from it's snoot

And vanish into darkness

It whistles like a root snatched from dry earth

Sodbustin rakes with grey dust claws

Announces it's coming in the morning

This train with grey tubes

That houses people's very thoughts and belongings

Bat chain puller

Puller puller

Bat chain puller

Puller puller

This train with grey tubes that houses people's thoughts

Their very remains and belongings

A grey cloth patch

Caught with four threads

In the hollow wind of it's stacks

Ripples felt fades and grey sparks clacks

Lunging the cushioned thickets

Pumpkins span the hills

With orange crayola patches

Green inflated trees

Balloon up into marshmallow soot

That walks away in faulty circles

Caught in grey blisters

With twinkling lights and green sashes

Drawn by rubber dolphins with gold yawning mouths

That blister and break in agony

In zones of rust

They gild gold sawdust into dust

Bat chain puller

Puller puller

Bat chain puller

Puller puller

Bat chain puller

Puller puller

Bat chain puller

Bat chain puller

Puller puller

Bat chain puller

Puller puller

Bat chain puller

Puller puller