Soon the Yucca Will Bloom
Soon the Yucca Will Bloom
Bleak are the days
All have gone away.
Soon the Yucca will Bloom.
The rush, the crush,
The gong reverberating
Bongs into quiet.
Red and green turning
Disappearing into dull of order;
Persons morf into telephones.
And the gong’s last tone is silent.
Colored lights are out.
Soon the Yucca will Bloom.
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