crystal mirrors whirl through space
at speeds incalculable;
time spinning in dripping dots
throughout; existential pointillism
is so deep a philosophy
u sit by the pond to ponder it;
horses running by all in different colors
I suppose, ur shades hiding ur sunlight eyes;
mouthful of sky faces full of eyes;
pop teenage girls going into the military
& marching down the street
alongside tanks & rockets & rifles
& machine-guns; woo-hoo!
this is a travesty of time bound civilization;
**-hum I say to psychological sci-fi fireworks
high in the polluted sky;
look at me & let me see ur eyes ablaze
like California hills, babe, I'm caught
up in ur arms like willow branches like....
old time love costs money & freedom
costs time in ur neat bush aflame;
Moses would've knelt & sang
'free at last' as ur **** opened
onto all of space swinging low sweet chariot;
ur ***** descending to carry him home
seeing his own face; he goes literally mad
& becomes a desert wandering prophet & poet
picking up runaway child brides
in the stony hills
living in caves left by ancient ancestors
who have left their alphabet & glyphs
behind evolving
into spoken words left on Walkmen

oh, baby u literally cosmically create me