pyramid vision

 

fly high ancient kite

ride sunbeams,

take refuge in the stars,

and befriend the Martians.

 

the great gods of history

have been enslaved by cynical

children breastfed

on electro-tubical lactation

 

remember yesterday

when cliché was okay.

and no one had to pay

- for love?

 

fly high ancient kite

past the fading horizon

and the prophet’s pyramid,

into the China sky,

 

where you will find

nothing more then

the back door to a

dying generation.