driving along the rays of clouds through the lights on time
blinded me laughing I couldn't see my I
was it true I was inside of a star in space?
an alien eternally traveling on a web of waves
human startled the giggle escaped me and I was drowned in bliss
again, with only my brain on breath,again everyday now
(no drug necessary any more, the egg fries itself)
So he stopped and promptly got a flat tire
opened the back of the van
got out a spray paint can and stared at me like a feral cat
spray painted,"poetry and other crimes" across the side of the van
scared the shit out of the normals being "free" in their matching running suits
He drove off slowly with words and lasers and silk scarves tumbling out the windows
the tire fixed itself
saw a group of angry americans standing with signs screaming in the pollution streets
were they right wingers?
left wingers?
Did it matter?
they got real tiny and spittle flew out from between their canines
masticulating hatered for a worthy cause, minds turning for the unreachable goal
I was spaced out, thinking about something Krishnamurti had said
couldn't hear a damn thing they were saying, all was silence
the eternal moment hits and weaves, dodges the thoughts trying to hold it
it turns into a kid running between their screaming legs
they didn't see him, needless to say
waited for the light to turn and loved everyone
so sure of themselves
I think I was named "gavin" once, a long time ago, but I"m not sure
funny, money doesn't matter much, does it
fame, fortune, who gives a shit
I can hear the sound of the wind in the trees
and the mouths moving on the demonpuppeteer of anger
I assume I am going to starve someday
or die in a civil war or something,
protecting my children as I take a few of the bastards out, bullets flying
but I don't even care anymore
because in the morning
after I am dead
I will raise up and sit and start meditating
just like I do everyday
and the bliss will wash over me
and calm me
and silence me
I am most assuredly a fool and a dreamer and lack common sense
when I was kid I was called pussy dick fag almost everyday
ok, i will be those things for you, i really don't care
never really did
I woke up and wrote
"Apathy will save us, silence will protect me and
freedom has always been free"
Pasted it to the canvas
stepped on it, painted it out, rewrote it
wrote it on the side of a building then woke up
gave a bum a twenty
a dog barked to the sound of glass
and the kids made castles and buildings of sand
At night now, the street thugs piss and shit outside the Democrats building
pitbull puppies and black clad anarchists fashion ideas into truth
untill it rains, and the stores don't have food
I went to a place right above the giant old creature known as
"the sea"
it burbled and cooed and showed me my smallness
I sat up at night and in the morning and in the next night
and still that Prescence was there
everyday it is there and when you raise your eyes
you meet the threadbare clothing of the universe
draped like grace
while relatives argue irrelevant nails holding down the masks of ego
it emptied my mind, fell right out into the seagull shit
which was so beautiful, I took a picture of it
put it on the canvas, stepped on it, painted it out
Leonard Cohen says, "I didn't get the girl, I didn't get rich, follow me"
except that he did, eventually.
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