(c) Singleton 2008
Ten thousand songs
streets
stories
and
I'm high...
Bare toes
balanced
on the very edge
of yesterday,
A rock and roll
ballet of
Butterflies and Bowie...
Incense and drums
rolling,
snapping,
Jiffy Pop on an open fire....
Tin can percussion
pulling you in...
And we're high...
Ten thousand lyrics
penciled
in the wind....