Lake Front Blues

Plants and Phantoms sing:
"it was never sex only golden armadillo rods
basement smoke and moon rings
good and evil as a context for the fall
chaos guarded blind gates
it was and ever only will be
naked bulbs and pictures and fingers
lost on the edge of the great gorge
TV track lines on the forearm
between the toes and ear lobes and ass crack
lost and sin and misunderstood perceptions of both."
Join the chorus like a greek revival
new england winters in floridian dreams
only islands.