Beach bum Pendulum

But all in the context of abstractions incarnated through my carnal mind
Let me free
from carnality
and its
banal cryocautery.
Then these epiphanies overwhelm me in my amenity,
the comfort of my reality, and crashes over me and
over me like the beaches. (I am ten thousand...
three hundred fine polished grains of sand, riddled with minerals
and soaked in seasalt.)
It's a lovely symphony of epiphanies the harmony is just right
And I'm listening and lulling,
Humming every third note like I know where they're going
strum and loom
Spinning the notes, the F minor pentatonic
all i need is A major gin and tonic
Into A minor, F, A minor, C
dear me the threads have come loose in my
Head. it's all in my Head."
[02.08.05]