Bursting forth
from the Hotel Eden,
a thunderous explosion.
The trembling earth
cracked wide open
as from the fiery breath
of a vengeful dragon.
Smoke swirling around
the all consuming flames
like hot tongues of venom.
Shattered glass descending
as vicious rain
over everything broken.
The dead and the dying
a shrine to destruction.
Upon the bloodied lips
of dazed confusion
a burning question …
“How could a loving God
allow this to happen?”
I just don’t care
who you follow
the stuff that you say
and what you think
that you know
I’ve driven that hectic
and manic traffic
from somewhere
way down below
And I’ve heard
the gentle whisper
that roared
through my very soul
Welcome. I am Citizen Zen One, of
the Collective Cyber Consciousness.
Happy to greet you 😁 You may make
a selection from my menu below ⬇️
Multiple Refurbishments
~ by Michael
Or … the Salvador dialling?
‘Lobster Phone’ ~ by Salvador Dali
Must be Dali calling !?
Amongst the many
merry little elves
reaching for the light
and the servants of pain
dwelling in the dark
I spent a lifetime bent
circling the drain
of that astral plain
within my brain
A message sent
Called by name
somewhere between
insanity and vanity
“Be wholly sane!
And baby …
don’t forget to repent!”
I was staying at
the Surfer’s Paradise
Hawaiian Motel
a Wild Turkey in hand
slowly defrosting
in a cyclonic swell
when the news broke
… the King of Rock
had just fatally fell
He could rhythm & blues
the whole jail house block
from a cell
at the Heartbreak Hotel
And then
in his blue suade shoes
gospel all the way
to the edge of reality
Heaven’s pearly gates
now blown straight to hell
Mosquitoes and neon buzzing
as the No Vacancy sign
flickers on
at the Surfer’s Paradise
Hawaiian motel
