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"The Recalcitrant Romantico Sends a Love Note to the World"



There was a loophole in the contract
in fine print, when the final page was rolled back,
a sharp paper cut bled a firebrand’s life and a swollen ego was fed,
she raised her eyebrows in disbelief 
as the contractual terms were read 

In hushed tone, she whispered what the 
small print said,

“Double Jeopardy, 
no Life is given a sentence here.
Should your lessons not be learnt upon death,
You shall come back to do it all over again
your memory starts from neutral, revved through 5 gears,

each a singular dimension with uber cred’, 
however, one draw back -
you will awaken...
a perpetual Dark Light Soul
swimming in another body’s messed-up bed."

“bugger that,” she said,

She put her foot to the floor
wrapped her warm fingers around the gear stick
moved it up as far as it would go, the engines never once stalled
Fortune tellers said the lines on her palms were hot,
she thought of this, while Silver Lady’s burning wheels lit the Road up

She let go of delusions, like waiting for Godot

With her hellfire heart smoking
there was nowhere else to go

Our  Recalcitrant Romantico 
held the unsigned contract out the window
let the wind rip it from her fingers
to send a love note rising on the crest of a risque blue sky breeze
falling in cinders now like wedding confetti in a cotton candy cloud
imprints of ash carried in a sentence to the world, 

“Pop Goes the Weasel,” She said,
Special code like braille for the blind
“Sometimes losing is winning”,
Her heart spoke and for once she heard and understood the story’s rich plot
Wheels burning and spinning, the Great Get Away from Groundhog Day,  that was her lot

Foot to the pedal, turning it up a gear
feeling no fear in the No Go Zone
She took her right hand off the wheel and 
placing it outside Silver Lady’s window
she gave the world the bird, ‘cause she was that kinda girl

Releasing its fresh message like a White Dove to
Blue Sky waiting above,
Moving the gear up another level, 
she focused straight ahead
the Light was hypnotic, bright, 

Her wheels burned while her brain bled
her direction remained steadfast all through the long days and Dark Night

On the Road to Loon Junction where all the gangsters 
were free birds
there was no purgatory no detours
Freedom never tasted so sweet 
five burning gears on a ride all alone

The road sign ahead clearly read


“ALL ROADS LEAD HOME”
“LOVE WAITS WITH ARMS OPEN WIDE,
A WARM BED AND BLUE SKY”



(LadyLabyrinth/2019)



“Rather Be”, The Verve
https://youtu.be/maQmFa50akY




"There's no evil introductions
No dark corridors of fame
You won't find your fortune
You might find some pain..."




“Check the Meaning” 
Album: The Human Condition/Richard Ashcroft
https://youtu.be/JD71CDao4I0









Lyrics: "Rather Be Here", The Verve
https://geniuslyrics.net/the-verve/rather-be/


Lyrics: "Check the Meaning", The Human Condition/Richard Ashcroft
https://genius.com/Richard-ashcroft-check-the-meaning-lyrics
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