Sally left the farm years ago
when the times changed
to a postmodern-like
Foggy Bottom;
Eli back from Paris
walking the dank
yellow fields smoking
joint after joint;
the farm changed to
her islands; Samira goes
walking w/ Eli
her Iranian eyes covered
& uncovered by
Turkish journalists whilst
Eli waits for Sally;
moonrise his song;
stop kissing us said the
white cows on the hill;
Eli's cosmic brain conjures
up Sally in her techno-
late modernist era
of the time Sally became
this virtual monster
living below the
corporate seas of other
living pin-up monsters;
Eli sat beneath a big oak
overlooking the dry marsh
hoping for the Lady
of the Lake or Veronica
Lake or Sally or an alien
monster's bride; Eli knows
Sally isn't coming