08/18/97 6:51 PM pieces of hate washed up on the beach lovers still waver in ice cream debates we seek the

peace we had long ago theres no good in waiting until its too late theres wine in the potty theres grog in the urn what once was spring time will grow and flower old Japphy is wrinkled his words are still straight he once rode a doggy up here to heavens gate its a pure ecosystem a pristine reserve where nature is painted conservatively in hues of yellow earthy brown and green the rocks are like crystal without there brilliant gleam reality is seamless Ultimate whats more the fruit of knowledge is deplorable in praise of ignorance

the arrogant stand right in the doorways milking their glands back in the redwoods our salmon still run at night when their wings grow they bask in he sun warming their feathers by wild fires warm light a bear cub is winking walking upright into the camp of the defiled they storm their petticoats tattered armour worn out pierced and bleeding warriors prey on the innocent walking away shot in the back with eyes open wide its not for the fool hardy to have their own television show when parrots are squawking their voices grow hoarse they dunno what they saying they dumb bastards of course in ancient times awakening awakes over the eons we bar-B-Q steaks

theres meat in freezer pussy in the barn the fences are fallen all over Arizona they keep out the unwanted who grow all the food the river is draining an underground stream dam the creek cut the trees ride the wild geese honkers tame the beast fed ham from Virginia and asparagus from Maine the army is marching away here to save the planet from us they declare do not interfere you aint goin nowhere well put you in prison wrap you in chains escape from confinement clean up your own stains theres cloud around the peaks now light in the pines dew on the grass wind in the weeds the glow of the morning forbidden to you

is taken away to the land of the few quite concentrated wealth is stacked in their vaults taken out for cocktail parties flaunted with snouts in hog troughs the goat in mirror wearing diamonds and pearls is donning a mink wrap shooting the rapids what of enlightenment original mind pure and uncertain unfound ripples on the surface of consciousness stirred up by sensory perception no sound is heard koz we can go deeper than ever we thought before we gave up thinking bodhi it is integrated and whole to be sure often under-estimated essence is pure once we thought we were bodies with skin on the outside now we have grown some we no longer abide

formless and blissful awakened at last lets dance in the meadows and eat all the grass like vegans pretending