Carnival of Pandemonium

Somewhere warm in the brier of salad days 1969

Or was it on the Appaloosa Turnpike turn off ?

Carnival of Pandemonium corkscrewed in & out

Convertible yawning at untamable wind tempo

Dry skull and cigarette hanging on roadway curve

Hallucination, cloud smack purple breathing OM

Vibrations palpable touching lips to grizzled bone

Deserts of Elysian tombstones beam nighttime sun

Vexed waxen nettled pallid pale bellicose bemused

Great wraith of cryptic past,Oh Lord I'm out of gas.

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