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Caravan Friends

Truly, the bee hive innards hum 
Truly, the body inside gurgles 
Truly, the cave echoes the vortex 

Truly I know these sounds 
from last night 
4 cackling creatures spewed 
their saturated sayings upon 
the floor 
upon each other, upon me
the hammering of the gong 
the stampede of a thousand 
African Elephants all were 
asleep in my head before 
these 4 opened the flood gates 
of the Mind and the sudden 
rush of tidal-wave trumpets 

I had to leave, flee, rush 
walking, against stone and 
broken checkerboard spot-
lights I saw you. 

Latin King of knowledge 
and intellect came down 
the Cardio-Hill and embraced 
the darkness with refreshing 
light. Saving me from ignorant 
swine and masses of greased
filled bodies a pool of stale 
eggnog that once seemed 
white in the moonlight 
now floats dead and 
stale, a growing vile mass 
unlike its former self 

Breaking free from this 
chain of emptiness I 
went with you, oh one
from another land, took 
me to a land of distant 
memory and dreams 

That bubbling feeling of
the Reed-Flute crying 
the Baby also crying due 
to separation. It was this 
sound that rose higher then 
the rest. That sound 
propelled me to leave. The
nosey throng and join the 
party of Lovers as they 
dance. But this dancing 
does not have to be 
physical, but in the mind 
that fluid motion of 
loving mind-numbing Dance. 
created a sensation in 
my heart and soul that 
the Hernia of Pestilence 
was healed and I
could then, after exile
with the Latin King, return 
to the normal mortals 
and once again brave the 
slow Caravan's journey 
against the concrete sky.  

Copyright © Colin Amato

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  1. Date: 9/24/2009 4:24:00 AM

  1. Date: 9/24/2009 3:52:00 AM
    great line: "walking, against stone and broken checkerboard spot- lights I saw you."