Once Upon A Time In A Land Far Away …

ONCE UPON A TIME IN A LAND FAR AWAY …

After weeks of television news overdose
Don Peyote with faithful Pancho Sandoz
In basin helmet and dustbin lid cuirass
Sallies forth to tilt at windmills, sweet ass

Honey drips clogging his mental apparatus
Preventing his realising common practice
Of this era is for fictional works to make
Some pretence of being factual, like a snake

Slithering away leaving any truth to shrivel
And viewers swallowing contradictory drivel
Headless chickens with all their plugs pulled
Poor bewildered boomers waiting to be culled

Corrine, Corrina, 12-bar country blues song
“Corrine, Corrina, where you been so long?”
“I’m worrying about you, baby,” hear me sing
“Come home, Corrina, or life don’t mean a thing”

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on April 13, 2020, in Poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Oh my … suppose someone(s) sang this past song to call in our present pest?

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  2. theburningheart

    Years ago late eighties, I went to a conference at the Masonic temple in LA with a friend to hear Albert Hofmann, we went out with him as we leave the building and my friend asked him for some acid!
    He just laugh. 🙂

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