we took the lost highway
that's the best way to start
searching and free
psychic revolt in the desert
go into the night
seek soul delight
like a rare treasure
glimmering at the bottom of the ocean
go down and find her
you desperate man
let us eat & fuck
while there's time, while there's death
behold the nascent moon
poised in a backdrop of soft fires
who are these enchanting inhabitants?
keeps things real & unruly
the eternal road
where are you going? to the Black Circus
the neglected wayfarer
choked himself with a leather belt
they claimed insanity but actually
it was a supernatural meltdown:
without love we perish
the wild curves of your moist places,
strange and tender digressions
across sinful frontier
towards massive erections
& vast suns
remember how fertile maidens once
bathed along these crescent shores?
Death had not yet been invented
nor had the Great Spirit been forgotten
we never expect
the exquisite magician
with dangerous steps
through nocturnal corridors.
Who is hiding behind the door?
wisdom of woman:
she draws man off his high-reaching pedestal
and brings him down to earth
save us from dying a meaningless death
everything’s safe & warm
a paradise for arctic explorers
very close now
In the dead zone
I saw him sitting in an abandoned train.
Blue light everywhere, ghostly.
He warned me not to come, the place was haunted.
“Don't come to this place”, he said.
“You don't want to be here”.
silence lay all about the room
you’ve ripped yourself apart
the rain whispers at midnight
wolves fight for residency
I see you running naked through turbulent trees
an expression of a ten-year-old boy
each one of us
sat on the peak of a mountain
gazing upon the entire world
a sweltering insect metropolis
night has come
it’s the final hour of our dying
an arrow of light pierces the gloomy garden
end of the highway
end of all roads
leaves you stranded & forlorn
born again in laughter and chaos