2am still drinking
Carlo Rossi Blush
am a lush
Blunt smoke
dances in the
moonlight
Looking over my shoulder
stealing a glance of
Sheena in my eye
Listening to random chatter
am bored, but thoughts
float to my mind
longing for the Nameless
On the porch
in my shorts;
joint glows in the night
Inhale kief smoke
tongue goes numb
exhale thru my nose
into the Tao
I stop to listen
I stop to see
My mind is clear
I know its
time to speak
I search for Sheena
she is in the back
by the fire
She shines on
like a crazy diamond
in space and time
I break up
the pointless nonsense
and began to speak
Allen Ginsberg once told me
"If I was truly enlightened
I wouldn't have anything left to say
I wouldn't have any need to write
I would just float on under the moonlight
because the Tao that can be said
is not the true eternal Tao"
When I tell everyone this
they say, but he died
before you could speak
I just smile, nod and say
"Maybe, but this was just yesterdream"
with a glimmer in my eye
under the moonlight
as I hold my jug of wine
I play the cosmic fool
perfectly
I know the cosmic giggle
that ripples thru time/space
that reality is but a dream
Dreams code my reality
Reality code my dreams
Allen speaks to me in my sleep