May 14, 2009

banana + god

the ground was still wet,
the clouds were gone
and it was all like new again.
my car tire looked flat,
it wasn't-
i got in
stopped at the 7-11
a police officer on break
said i was the healthiest guy
he'd ever seen in there
because i bought a banana.
what would he say
if i were in a crack den
and sterilized my pipe first?
i would definitely be the
cleanest fucker in there,
i assume.

this wagnerian tenor on the radio
sang in some all wood
german theater in bayreuth,
his voice swelled in my head -
ringing loud and resonating
like i were still in a dream
among the gods.