Sunday, June 25, 2006


Among some swaying daffodils
we improvised accomplished fills,
harmonious exchanges flowed
beside that anachronic mode
which clatters late into the night
like hollow longings hauled from sight.


ozymandiaz said...

left my head spinning somewhat. Or perhaps it's just Monday morning.

rch said...

Well it was inspired partly by spinning wheels, literally and figuratively. I have to give some credit to Billy though because his quote for the carnival had that word 'vituperate' in it and I couldn't get it out of my head. So the band played at Riverlink Park saturday and railroad tracks go right by the little circle we stood in (surrounded by daffodils), and those trains are so loud when they go by that they drown out all sound, even rock-n-roll, does that help?