Nasty Little Surprise


Handing out some Ju Ju Beas

Staring at some subway queens


Behind my shaded glasses

They can feel my yoga sets -


I do in my basement light -

Fretless guitar w/ out a fight.


Standing on a bridge above the river

Am I supposed to follow her here -


Or shall I walk across the dream bridge -

Make it to the other side - then blow lid


Its just a nasty little surprise

-In the box a hole filled w/ light

-In the dark w/ out a fight

-Twisted notes w/out the lies

-Something to ponder & figure out

Just who am I who am I who am I


May 2003

John Alan Conte` JR