I wish I could play satin host
to hungry Dylan and peckish Smith
and prepare a multi-continent feast
in drawers just like they paid to pull.

To hungry Dylan and peckish Smith
would I offer culinary delights
in drawers just like they paid to pull
when Cassavetes was just around the corner.

Would I offer culinary delights
if the Asbury options permitted
when Cassavetes was just around the corner
and Timothy Carey played Solitaire in the back booth,

but lost to the pocket of his wife’s jacket.
Silk traps more rings than satin
when Cassavetes was just around the corner
and no one’s dreams were in sepia at windmill pace.

If the Asbury options permitted,
my guests would be served it with history cakes
and no one’s dreams were in sepia at windmill pace
like a State Fair souvenir.

Silk traps more rings than satin
but on windy days, no one’s begging
like a State Fair souvenir
for the quarters lodged in mid-century slots.