Monday, February 21, 2011

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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