ash cake mistakes

         I lit out from Magna trailed by salty dust

         eyes would turn and shutter that I used to trust

         like bending rusty butter on cold toasted crust

         promises in the dark dissolved through light of day

         easy answer dancers trained a bridge to hold or fall apart

         the sea underneath was steaming inside an icey heart

         strange coffin cart cries delivered dry baked goods

         smokestack lightning dreams would turn even stella blue

         along abstract  lazy river roads parrallel a black muddy river

         the maker moved the giver into the room for two soldiers

         old neon stopsign fly kitchen mountains of the moon dog

         folding the cardgame at the old diner reminders of a china cat

         sunflower umbrellas yodled like egg yoke soda paste lysergic

         impressive dress turned the ugly words into a tye dye mess

         while the ticket stub rubbed around in my fry toy pocket no less

         opera goat holes sang folk songs along the campfire higher

         morning sunlight shined into my mind like scrubbing cleanser 

         so I cooked ash cake mistakes for the bidding of goodnight

         as the dreadful wind and the rain came pouring into my tent