if i could write as fast as pictures flash
then i'd break some hearts
lonliness is a knife
still the adrenalin blossom
a newspaper full of nothing happening lies folded on the table
boredom is for wallowing

blows me deeply into myself as my ego crashes and callouses my body from the soulside out.
busy up the buddies in the bawdy noise
where everyone is suddenly very sincere
and everyone is intensely making a point

i called the light fantastic and tripped within its glare
my face hit flagstone pavement and my hat flew in the air
but my lampshade fit so beautifully i scarcely missed my cap
as i bounced against the flagstones i thought it was your lap

i left the room all sparkledrenched and drained
alive in the void crystal ships arced purposefully by
locked in the glass each freeze-frame burned
each held a familiar face or circumstance
i knew i was coming home

found the homestead and laid on back
sweet music flow me honeysuckle
flow me down home
I see that smile turnin' already
and i aint even halfway up the drive

pinpoints of light, stars?
no, they turn sideways and shine pencil beams of light
there in the fading silverlight, in summer's lull and beckon
worked its lazy heavy magic
i saw a long long time ago
intensely

the essence was boy scouts and hayfields
ice cream, bikes and bobby john
and cool rides up and down summer mountain road
and lightning bugs

Spondulicker
Sookie is a fat Shania Twain
the flaccid galvanizers
Goody Two Feet
The Cloying Headrapers
The Sockdarners
the farm mitzvah
a galaxy without stars

ali booby and the 40 d's
live and let learn

a calamity of errors
deep cleavage and strong scotch