This is the ghost

inside the body of the host

telling Van Gogh to steady his brush

I pass camels threw the eye’s of needles

and there are no deep pockets

in my blue heaven

threw the suffering and strife

there is life blooming

in the eyes of hillbillies

reading Frost hidden between

the pages of porno magazines

there double wide trailers

trap the sardines

and are eaten by hurricanes

I have an appetite for Hollywood

I would like to tare it’s woolen costume

and eat the wolf for dinner

Avoiding Acme anvils

I dream by streams

about anarchy

common communist conform

like parasites and germs

but we never learn

its time for education

lets smash diamonds

in the mouths of those who own them

prisoners of positions

and creatures of obsession

this black sheep howls

at the full moon

the mountains cut the sky

red, pink to black

heart attacks become

our Pièce de résistance

and we cash out

in the big casino

God Bless America

It just sneezed

walk on into the fog

and find flooded

cranberry bogs

and wooden cabins

at haunted camp sties

on the graves of those

who inhabited

long before we

can conceive

and we should all take a breath

and just breathe