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Wednesday, January 8, 2020




Here we are
Wide eyed in this conflagration
With 2020 vision
All alive in this alien peregrination
Striving in this crawl about dreamtime
Writhing around with the hissing snakes
Calling out those bawling crocodiles
Y'all swimming and squirming naked
Falling over each other reciting verse
Radiant balls rolling down an earthly aisle of versatile
Elevating ourselves with all those other lofty birds and bees
One relevant day after another unrehearsed
All those old growth purists and secular dreams
Billions of spectacular trees
So many million things to do it seems
All these cotillion forests still to explore
All these hard core mysteries
Hidden at the bottom of deep mysterious seas
Mucked about by powerful oceanic streams
Luck and dreams
Above and below
More washed up
Flotsam drifting near some distant shore
Secret rooms where plans are made
Shady groves where passion streams
Reams of secret plans where danger plays
Exploring the eye and lay of the swamp
That vamp place where providence stays
Where ceremony dances in every camp
Awakened by romancing lights in the delicious sky
Prancing with a necromancer's heart and soul
Beaming light from a relished distant lamp
Rightly shining down like the world mattered
Here we are tonight
Gathered together
So flighty and scattered
Call the Mad Hatter if he's around
Call the village fire department
Tell them to bring their longest ladder
We don't need to be unevenly cloned
Lest we be even sadder
We need to be saved
We need to be revived
Let us be rectified
We just need a brave treatise
Something to boldly meet us at the trail head
Releasing us from this Imperial enclave
Sanctity guiding and unfolding us
Remolding our clasped and grasping hands
Here we are mired in a lot of fuss
Gasping back to a splendid sacred cave





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