transmitters/ exitters
go free death jazz pump
night to life on full
throttle decay delay
a live
on trumpets saxes big drums
satin velvet dino tracks
women in caves
painting carving eating
cosmos
men outside
sleeping in beast fear
neath the star strut horizon
silvery goggle eyed god
lands on his bomb tune
sparks flesh night endless
cosmos
and I am tangled here
watching the sky,
prehistoric blended,
awaiting for new morning's
music
in jungles, in awe, in I.
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