please explain this following poem
hop, hop. hop again.
hunch, lunch. hunch on then
every night- remember?
cornor blinker, eyes that come on,
hometown calm one-
toward stars you stared,
a look moths rode
stars are still there,
soft night ;earner,
kind of a drain for sound,
reminding of canyons in the ocean
and of how birds dream their songs,
But gone from your side, vortex for nouse,
I have not found, blinker of worlds,
any dreamer who stood
so slouch in the mud
as you, at the corner each night.