Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.

Monday, September 21, 2009

All You Need to Know is All You Need is Love

If you could translate situations
well, that wouldn’t be good
but if you could make it good
like, here i think, ok
just walking off the stainless steel floor
the grooves plated
with the blood of trenchant loners
you pine for unsated
in the midst of a war
over the sky
it’s not my way kid, but listen
this ripchord
as you simply
could make its own music
it would say
i am the moment of beauty
for the bullet smooth sailing
i am a purple blue jet trail
of a bomber on fire
the contrast of the engine on fire
to your eyes glinting madness
this is not a war
it is the religion of cavemen
Please sir, May I have some more.
And you let loose that G Power
CLANG! Arm swinging,
circular prop going towards the fast leveling
too open horizon
there are crops for the living
and am I among them or dying?
what am I worth for gravity
why’s she pull on me so constant
This is a love machine honey
we are meant to collide, see
earth’s a basket for eggs
and you are my airman
come home with a bag over your head
in a burst of legs bowed head arched smiling
when you hit the water
you turn into a single celled organism


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