SPRING WAS YESTERDAY

Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Once again he's ignored 
the Steely admonition
not to go for that cotton candy
the kid will live 
not learn
as his ship of state burns
(Deep Purple's "Smoke On The Water"
 in the background)
heading straight for that looming
thing ahead 

His little Engine That Could 
having jumped the tracks 
way back in New Jersey
keeps plowing ahead 
through the shit fields of time 
out of 
sheer 
fukU
disdain

So let's go downtown
and find out where 
The Mikado is playing 
I need some color
in these grey days
rapidly fading to black 

Put on a grand show
cuz I need you 
to take me for that ride
to fool me again
and in the end
pretend again
that I'm surprised

COTTON CANDY

Imaginary Garden With Real Toads--d'Verse Poets Pub

Don't get me wrong
I  love lovely language
and imagery
that  gives me goosebumps
for a couple of seconds
but if it all comes out
too wispy
like spun sugar
then I come away hungry

Need something I can bite into
and chew on for a while.
Need to detect
some semblance
of a thought process.
Need it to relate
to something
(like the price of tea in China)
if I'm gonna stay alive
cuz  I just can't survive
on that cotton candy verse...
here comes the hearse.

You're gazing into
your belly button
and you've gotten lost in there
and so have we.
Maybe it means
something to you
but  give me one clue
so I can join in the fun.

Yes you are lonely
and yes
you are horny
and the blood red rose of love
is so prickly and thorny
but what's that got to do
with anything but you?

Your words are exotic
and tacitly erotic
but how many different ways
can you say
I'm psychotic?

Don't think I'm unsympathetic
to what your failed romance meant
but the simple fact of the matter is
that love has made you incoherent!