NO ONE SUSPECTS
NO ONE SUSPECTS THE DAYS TO BE GODS*
There are 3 bright red tents in the park today
Looks like that caravan pre-hurricane where
the sham-wizard lived seducing pretty runaways
I read in the paper today that an artist will take you
into the red yurts at midnight You will don a lab coat
and have a 2 hr. experience (like no other) You will
never be the same All for 25 bucks
I have a suggestion: Leave your house You do not
need to erase your tracks You will never find this
self again It will never be the same (oh & keep your bucks)
This is a simple exercise I did not invent it You may
even find God And if you do not listen to the Count’s
April in Paris and wait –
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* Ralph Waldo Emerson
Spring 2013
songanddancegirl 