Off and running...
They're Dancing in ChicagoFeel the glimmer
on skin:
pretzel logic of limbs entwined,
sweet-tanned won ton delight,
global fever in the air,
pecan shade of boys on
the mount -
perish the thought of non-
immortality -
Venus rising, sweet tea,
a dervish merengue,
tigress bounding,
narwhals in heat,
crescent moon wasteland &
vigorous mongo-plasty:
herbaceous scent
nestled in the crater
of Anodyne's complement -
And lest we forget:
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posted by murat11 at 1:51 PM
6 Comments:
Sweet vid!
Hot summer festivals, limbs entwined. Smell that herbaceous scent! Movin' to the groovin', bro. I likes it!
Michael: I was looking for something circa 1967, the sweetest of summers, but I ain't complainin' at all...
Went to find my WAR cd. Could not locate it. I settled for the String Quartet Tribute to the Red Hot Chili Peppers. Not even close, but it sounds nice anyway.
Now, where is that Low-ri-DER?
San: I wuz up in Cambridge when WAR broke out. You musta been at the Black Warrior River, no?
This is one sensuous pleasure trip. And ooh la la you know I like that flower.
Tammie Lee: I know you wuz dancin'. My back yard in Austin was rife with passionflowers - actually, more gorgeous than this one...
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