Well, here's somebody's attempt at a transcription, or reinterpretation:

Dark Nightgown

whacked by this concussion junction
again the joints hurts ad
vices healing fire might could be
a sly got dumb
slip
banana peel out the bells
the tag-colored toes
see oaks scrape the floats
still throw
she painted nails
to calm me down
She's going to town
In a red nightgown
Somebody head Corinne

thrown up sticks and stones
and broken bones
it's just a paper cup
holding out the moon
I stuck around to get snacked on
with tongues the wolf breathed down
just couldnt pucker TNT
because straw breaks planks break brick breaks
straw breaks brick bats beat heart
so must I tip on in
to hell
to slip back with this voice
She's going to town
In a red nightgown
Somebody head Corinne

Source: http://www.scn.org/realpoetik/evans.brett6-25-98.htm