Musings from the Wheel.
"The streaky wipers seemed…
to sing yesterday’s dream
“Puff the Magic Dragon”.
Taking out my weed
I found only crabgrass.
Must score more weed.
It’s now legal, so
I switched to illegal
pursuits instead, best unspoken.
The rain beat heavily
Upon the tin drum.
Looking for an orchestra,
an Electric Light Orchestra
of sorts, I quickly
…departed, chasing the lightning.
I remembered when I
saw them in concert,
before youtube even existed.
It was Tobruk, 1903.