the siren pierced my head
on its way down the street
a flu flu arrow splitting my memory,
I'm alive.....sometimes I forget
sometimes I'm on the outside
a peeping tom peering through the glass
at a grainy sepia of a time lost
I see flashes that I recognize
when I cheated the devil, but now
the card game is stacked with strangers
and the getaway car's gears are rusty
and do not mesh up.....
ergo backfiring
sputtering
I'll need more than just a tweak
more than a poor man's tune-up
the overhaul will mean stripping down
to the bone and a new coating of reimagined flesh
new eyes to see the world
new ears to hear the music
new ears
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Re: new ears
That flute with the mysterious sound
Brings you back home
Then there are the stars of nations
Galaxy Trucker will give you a loan
Don’t hock it all
Because you stalled
Rest in the Peace that this is all about transformation
No matter which direction you fly
Know that -I and many others love you
In whatever condition you appear
There is nothing to fear
Take these wings
And fly into painting
Poetry
And all the doors are open
Brings you back home
Then there are the stars of nations
Galaxy Trucker will give you a loan
Don’t hock it all
Because you stalled
Rest in the Peace that this is all about transformation
No matter which direction you fly
Know that -I and many others love you
In whatever condition you appear
There is nothing to fear
Take these wings
And fly into painting
Poetry
And all the doors are open
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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