The Citizens of Wichita - Emperor X

And all 500,000 citizens of Wichita

Tried to get a piece of your beautiful face

Drooling on themselves in the Methodist parking lots

Throw your shoes in the Arkansas and watch them get erased

Make calls at the business school

«Is there no community college in your county?»

They branded themselves with an ikon and an effigy

And marked a fertile swath, a green ellipse

An occidental notebook, an accidental mallergy

You’re sleeping now in the grain

Or the basement of the ECC

Spilling drugs on your pre-med clothes

«Is there no grain alcohol available in cabinets?»

I’d go in, but I’m scared and the museum got closed

So instead I took a bus to the mountains and the labyrinths

Home

A quarter million children in the downtown of Wichita

Playing in their suits on the fountains and the grates

Spraying water at the girl with the flute and the mandolin

Red skin

Golden tone

Sunflower state