hey strawberry girl
stand by the mission bell
ring your tiffany twisted logic
in heaven or hell?
here?
there?
where else?
no big bang
plenty of mystery meats
served at night, still you & me
restore faith stored in fruit baskets
no mangos,
plenty boiled bananas
orangutan peeled with steely knives
found in the passage to before
on another world, on another planet
under my skin
stop
with you
happiness is sadness
yet —
by order of the prophet
she bans that boogie sound
consecrates the google
poops the pie
farts lawn darts
on this other planet
and I can't join the party
oh! they really pack 'em in
the new crowd dances
the old crowd blows bubbles
together they buy
doggie bags of dung wrapped in cellophane
waiting so long …
waiting so long …
waiting so long …
dig this chanting thing
waiting too long …
waiting too long …
waiting too long …
the wind changes direction
the sun shines
and people forget
every time becomes long time
radio Caroline has static
strawberry girl blows raspberry kisses
they do it to themsleves
so they say —
coming up early in the morning
come in
come out
this magical mystery sputters like a moped
on a road with holes inside manhattan
that we walk for miles
with no shoes
but I can't go for that
no can do
clocked into a time machine
too many teardrops to be cryin'
never to be laughing
so watch out now
my toes are ears
cry ...
cry ...
hey, c'mon,
chase tomorrow
tonight, tonight
get it to the rafters
work together, get on the ball
palpitate progressive progress
or perhaps
fix the fucking problems!


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You tell em Chuck
rated with hugs
love the new style.
if it IS new, i dunno.
sun teasing us today.
in and out ...
the wind changes direction
the sun shines
and people forget
every time becomes long time
is an interesting line.
where,how,when, why did you write it?
it is sticking in my head
the sun shines
and people forget
every time becomes long time
R