senor & the salt air breeze

 arriving late           into the orchard          of apple stoned                  fractal seas

the great salt lake rain         leveled           mysterious                   foam in the fog

like old petrified logs             under ancient                    swamps of past highways

dry deserts              give way            to the bight                     of october night skies

stuck inside of magna            with the insulation blue            against red

who would throw             the dark eyes                        past a senor of security

who could crow             with the missing moon                    under inland oceans

twas' the ballad of a thin man          walking             a salty brine shrimp plank 

as legions of tanks            and volkswagons                spanked the pimp light 

fragments           of     thanks          come       from my heart                 to the very best of bright

a zephering zimmy          along coves of cool                       cloud motioning purples

the marble ragtime              checkerboard                desolation finds purpose

this      open watchtower                  keeps eyes                         all singing with the voice