#bonnzo

I used to say "piece of cake" all the time

and was a very difficult person. 

Difficult to everyone because difficult protects

and insures that no matter how many 

times they look at the cover of the box, 

the puzzle picture remains illusive. 

This insures that nobody, not nobody, is ever, 

allowed to see the boring dead things, 

you hid under your bed, in your closet, 

the backyard, and down by the river. 

They are your secrets and I've forgotten them

It’s Chinatown, Jake

Iraq was Babylon with it’s hanging gardens and alien temples, 

you could go right up to the mound of sand

that was Ur, the first city, and dig through the trinkets. 

Now there is nothing. The Ancient Zorastrians drank Soma:

Poppi, cannabis, ephedra, and earl grey, made you see the future

made you see the past 

made you talk too fast

you can still drink it on the Peshwar boarder, maybe,

there were languages there that are all our languages

there were graves with cars buried in them like time machines

ancient us held in precious fragile clay pottery

the Zoarastrians had a common phrase, to end their soma sessions:

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.