An
intelligent acid trip
Chicks
w/ dicks
Color
from w/ in the light,
Shadows
from Skyscrapers.
Earth
spinning
Gravity
still winning -
Dead
musicians –
Erotic
politicians
Texas
radio
&
The
big beat.
Radio
waves -
Across
our lemon skies –
Satellites
propagating lies –
Disguising
them as religion
And
strange, robotic patriotism.
Then,
a sudden primal cry
From
the other side
Of
bright morning -
We’re
not sure where we are
But
know where we’re going –
On
the road
Ahead;
Very
far
But
very near.
A
little scary
Yet
really real.
Intuitively
known
Instinctively
seen
However,
no proof for science
Oh,
man – is it obscene to believe?
I’m
a monkey man even w/ a God
Winter
– Spring 2003
John
Alan Conte` JR