in traffic there is an accidie and weariness
and flatness and humdrum of the road
but leonard cohen helps with that
and i think about the poor north koreans
without their fix of coca cola
and the mental health of the finnish with
their billabong of coffee and caffeine flowing
out their ears and the best brand of water in china
has the biggest market reach and woodpeckers don't
get headaches because according to a
professional content provider they just don't
and speaking of the chinese
they've found a hut on the moon
some distance away from their rover; who can tell
who might be living in that hut
i look up out the windscreen at the moon
and imagine myself living in that hut
or maybe leonard cohen is living there now
and england have lost the first ashes test
and outside the hut is a scoreboard showing
australia need twenty runs to win
the hut has become a pavilion and there's plenty of
tea drinking going on
no finnish there pal
and someone shouts howssszat! across the galaxy
as asteroid 4660 nereus misses earth
as i miss childhood
it travels on and on into the depths of the saddle
of the universe
Prayer is not like a
spare wheel
That you just pull out when you feel
The wound of your heart doesn't heal
And the pain in your life is real.
Form: Dalit
There once was a car with no steering wheel
It could stop an inch from the back of your heel.
It went where it wanted to go
And refused to drive in thick snow
So we decided it was clearly no deal
steering wheel takes me
to destinations unknown
for happy reasons....
STEERING WHEEL
Direct it…..
Feel it…..
While it…..
With a steering wheel!
Go with it
Till you won’t
Goes on and on and don’t
Yours and mine!
Down the road, up hill and around
With me
And again swaying and singing with my
Vehicle
No let up with me!
Day dreaming
To the wee hours till dawning
You and me.
"Life is what we make it"
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