FLOWERS
WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONE?
40 yrs. ago I married a 22 yr. old whose b.day is today
Now he is in the youth of his old age? I pass a worn out
mother+daughter on my way to the bus Mother: Can I
get you lunch? Daughter: NO Mother: Then you’re shit
out of luck
Where has all the life-force gone? Can you still find it in the
interstices of your psyche? In the sparks+scents that even the
lowliest dog can follow as his nose makes a beeline for your
fingertips? And where have those fingers been lately? Drumming
a tune as you sit +watch the ravages of winter slouch on slow thighs
out of your park forever?
Your park which has transformed overnight into a blanket ridden
skunky-pot-smoke infested haven for hipsters who Do Not Work in
daylight A little too Vampire? Yesterday I witnessed one dapper
hip beard clipped to perfection walking down West Queen West at
dusk carrying a gutted pig blood dripping on his way to some
invitation only Rite of Spring
True story Disturbing? Gory? Had you been sitting in a windowless
room of gutted children for 3 decades LIFEFORCE as a concept or a
thing would become highly heretical So get out there +enjoy the
Spring who died for you so you can be born again
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Spring 2016 ..one more once.. (April In Paris Count Basie)
