Lost In the Mind
Saddened by the loss of a performer, lost in the
mind of god somewhere...perhaps no where
although heard it before they still can hear
everything...absolutely bloody everything
changes it all don’t it...would you say what you
say if you were always being heard by some
one or something? Don’t think so...spewing
and sputtering the good stuff of human delight
sort of like peanut butter sticking softly to a dog’s
tongue...dripping onto the table top of distinction.
Repeatedly doing the same thing sends no message
calling forth a goading of awareness is messy
sometimes rough...stimulated by songs meaningful
oft times through association with something
other than now...can never be again although
it exists in another now...just as each feels like
the only...is it?? never the ending of it all...
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