stacks of rain

[revolutionrabbit]

even in the carpets of raining music notes
the stacks of records revolve in endless loops
they are playing in memories still arriving
from from the moon in reflections that bounced
off of the royal jewels and bounced again on
shined shoes in the bad part of town

oh they played the devil's songs when the spit
shined bright on the mirror of the blades of grass
they spoke the gypsy crossroad tongue in the
little in between spaces there the cats passed
and the lovers talked in the thin twilight of
idols and sheets of silence whipping the razor
rays through the holes of smoke and black kiss

from the whirling shadow canes riding a time ripple
i'm listening to the static that signals the fuzz floors
up the great sweet slide elevator from hell to heaven
to the low melody that haunts the midnight talkers
through the empty passages left by the paradise
pursuers

we have found the sewers of flapping royal purple
in the grand plans of secret hotel meetings in forests
we have arrived at the golden dawns of holy dungeons
in the LSD and Coke laced air of Spanish cities
have seen the hallucinating parades in the fantastic fogs
they want dirty diamonds and gold from the heart of Africa

we are still standing on the side of the road like wild rags
taring in the wind of yesterdays that never fade tomorrow
still shining our eyes on the dark matter stars that blew in
uncountable eons ago, still looking toward that flash moment
in the other side of the cosmic show down glow glow away

[hester_prynne]

Indeed! "Cosmic showdown, glow glow away!"
Bring it on baby!
Another first rate read
H

[mtmynd]

pow!

good time... me gusta.

[constantine]

trippy!

[saw]

now that I know there is an elevator from hell to heaven, I'm not so worried, I just didn't want to get stuck down there.....thanks for the enlightening trip......peace out !

[revolutionrabbit]

how poetry can do that
or it can't do that poet
the marriage of heaven
to hell was that a horizontal?