Cape Town 1978

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Tie me in search for original voice: good time tough in music ghetto you talking palette - street-waif of fluorescent wonder behind closed door vibrating as you gaze through ginger and incense lights of your fairyland rotate through the spectru...

Tie me in search for original voice:

good time tough in music ghetto

you talking palette -

street-waif of fluorescent wonder

behind closed door vibrating

as you gaze through ginger and incense

lights of this fairyland rotate through the spectrum

faster than the glistening speedways of the brain

… yet slower than thought.

 

Another day, we laugh and wander,

beach-walk yellow sun sets west

casts shadows onto stone,

magentas reds and golds

repaint  Lion’s Head

into the Sphinx — blue yonder stirs

God’s lysergic moon.

 

Yes, we were shamans,

in our blessed youth,

channels for the river of life ...

 

But our innocence set like the sun

just as our souls rose in that Lion moon,

leaving only the question:

from where this eternal  sadness

that only mystery can resolve?

                                                               

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