Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Magic Bus

poets peaceniks beatniks freaks

riding the magic bus through the

orient 1966 air full of tabla sound

brass flutes sitar tambourine music

hitchhiking to india through saturn

smoking black hash with opium blues

fleece lined jackets silk slippers

barbing dirt roads with no boundaries

making pit stops in ali babas cafe

drinking tea with crystal sugar cubes

mint leaf eating humus on round pita

stirring pinched tower resonance

hailing all ah with pure voice electric

engaging haunting sacred howl

circling outwards stratospherically

lost in ancient ritual past putting

mile apon mile surviving only

on the lamb of the higher heart

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