Red wine and a few joints
baby, we were set that night,
when broken slopes
of untouched stones
string of water and platform of vapors
and then a silence
bets and harem pants and bohemian art scenes by the
river bouncy bubbly rushing river
river that took 10 bodies last night
and now the fishes feed and turtles fest
baby will you take this test
froth and fog and gurgle
an ancient element in the curtain
an old
municipal board
bridge to the heart
of mountain and the feast
of the beast
who fled in winter
and returned back , meek with a certificate from the mental hospital
it is fashionable to be insane
the beast is white , with a golden mane
manners of Abel and swings of Cain
but first, pay attention
half the railing
rusted. 
fly across it baby, float on the foam
for the king of the Rome.
the one who liked the lyre and the flute.
and a dirty path.
lays packets
mule dung
cigarette bud
burned lungs
sweat
and then you stop for a night baby
and search for the sound
of a long dead rockstar