poem: Vishnu alleys

pillow road in
Noggle town,
investitures on the move,
dreamsicle highways:
the ventured gain ain't
nuthin' in this five &
dime world, domains
of tamale specials
crowning the murky achievements
in Buddhaland: I cashed in
all my chips, my mood was
fully vagrant,
cowsill'd beyond belief,
aching for inventory,
the higher selves out
on the town,
seraphim & cherubim all
in they polyester
chariots of fire
for the moogie present:
cash it in here, dear, sez
Principal Lee, the biggest
damn angel on the block,
gainsaying the bandbeaters,
elevating the discourse beyond
reptilian, & if you want
lipstick traces, i suggest
you check your noodly
pomposity at the door:
red overalls lit the night,
golden boar radiant
in his clamoring for
eternal crowding: say
your prayers, brother,
simulate grace
if you ain't got the fullness
bulging,
same as you I ain't no
cellophane doom, i crash
the parties, i veer left of
left, slipping down the Vishnu
alleys, on down
the polytheistic
polyester,
damned in the ethereal
lyric opera,
tangerine libretto
dream.