Scientific thiestic liberation? or sweeping up cockroaches in nuclear revolution?
The scent of restaurants on the avenues
another prized plight on pay-per-view
as summer's sleek sweat gives
way to fall's red-leaf-musk.
A midwest greeting card;
a pile of
dusk and a pile of rust
a pile of dust and a pile of musk.
in the streets! Police state in the streets!
tensions in the revolutionaries mind's eye over Deep Breathely beats!
r smoking joints for higher consciousness
they smoke doobies to
i drink coffee for an elevated writers block
And we all
drink mushroom tea for the Dead!
We still run a pig for congress
and make veiled politikill threats
outside of corpse time
smoke some eyelids for our Dead!
ghosts congregate in Mammoth Lakes--
we are all wingnuts in space--
live outside it OK?
greenwashing back to the soul of ground that
belonged to past peoples
nice stupid attempt attempting to green-up
So on a sunnyshining day
in civilizations decrepiting first
Ride a chopper into the end of time
; feel cool death's purchasing
the sun burns thru
our petty ozone attempts
asking us, is
this the best world possible?
It's worth a try sez the owl
sepulchre inches lurching slowly underground
As change's ever-mystery
becomes ever-more topical
midnight rears its slow head around.
Well sho nuff we'll reap the
rewards of what's been done is done?...
thru the heat thru the chill
thru the wind thru the mount thru the hill
thru the stars thru the clouds thru the moon &thru the suns.
sho nuff we'll reap--whats been done is done.