The back beat catches me off guard
as the music floats
on apricot flavored funk;
drifting me on strawberry
streams of ideals
laced with mushroom
shaped dreams.
Limp watches
tell surreal time
in fluffy notes
of “who the hell cares”
and in spite of all
the multi-colored word phrases
I want to say,
my tongue is swollen with the bitterness
of a world just too ****** up
to be sane.

So, cover me with;
drown me in,
your sensual warmth
of liquid
psychedelic escape.

Aztec Warrior   7.27.15

https://youtu.be/dkaSxmvZnGs

POEM 22

Looking at Tombaugh Regio,
those heart shaped plains of Pluto,
I am thinking of you.

A five million mile journey,
begun when we were younger
but arriving just in time
to point out my words had already
carved your name
across the tallest ice mountain.

Tonight, I will look to the sky,
smile, and say loudly,
I think of you often,
even if you are so far away.

Aztec Warrior 7.18.15

https://youtu.be/cHg-Zkwndqg

POEM 21 (3) 10W (plus 1)

Chief Joseph stopped fighting,
but never lost a battle.

“Here I fight no more.”
The US gave no mercy.

When the US ceases to be,
we will rejoice forever.

We will show no mercy!

Aztec Warrior 7.18.15