THE BEN!

Phonetically that’s what my name means in Japanese, I’ve been told. My name has a synonym. My name is in the Bible. Maybe one day, folks will say, “Holy Ben!” My mentor also has my name. He’s on the $100 dollar bill. We are both very electrifying and I like having him in my pocket even though I'm not gay. My favorite car company is Mercedes. I owned one once that had turbo and a diesel engine. Just like me, our exhaust stinks and is visible. I stand out in a crowd with my voice and bamboo flute. I play in parking garages and down back-alley ways. Good acoustics. Playing Jethro Tull and Calypso puts me in a trance. Makes it hard to sit still when all I want to do is dance. So, I usually dance and prance like Pan. I was probably Krishna in another lifetime. But not now. I eat meat with my vegetables. When I play the Star Wars theme, it sends me out to Space. When I play ‘In the Jungle,’ it sets the Beastie in me wild and free. When I play ‘Amazing Grace,’ my spirit soars and flies. I like getting the Thumbs Up from the Band, and not just the crowd. I have stage fright, so I need a helping hand to make it up on stage. But once I’m up, I rage! I have this recurring dream with me in the spotlight high up on a platform. I’m sitting on my porcelain thrown and there's a huge crowd below. I have horns and a halo. I sometimes grunt when playing flute or singing songs. I’m not ashamed to be a poet. Even though I don’t know It. Or grow It or pretend to flow It. I prefer to freelance out loud in song but the silent pen can’t be wrong. I am the Ben!