Hurry Up, Please, It’s Time

It’s the quiet ones you gotta watch out for.

Any one of them could be a Nostradamus.

The Schumann Resonance and the Moon

in Uranus got things all hyped up raw.

Raid: Kills Bugs Dead Lew Welch Reed.

It’s the writers you gotta watch out for….

anyone who writes words down has

something askew, ajar, anon, autistic

about them. Pissing on a Mercedes.

I write to the end of the line full stop.

Watching the world do what it does all

around is my Manifesto.

What fabulous art.

It would be fabulous if only it was art.

Instead it’s as real as politicians being shot.

People are fucking nuts, 

alone and in groups,

brainwashed or without moral compass,

clinically insane or behaviorally coo coo,

and boy am I glad I’m not where they are.

Wrote a song about it…uh huh.

But, I digress.

If I didn’t digress, 

would we ever get anywhere?

Would fire have even been discovered?

I know, I know, it’s time….but the eccentric 

is the basis of design 

have you heard the one about

July 5

Every something is made out of nothing.