Juicehead Blood Said
“What you have is elaborate like you,”
Juicehead Blood said, murmuring
On a street in Baltimore, “A mad egg those,
Stop her red finger apparatus, man!
Only I heave true need,
But woman you dress up,
Beneath the easy sea, gorgeous.”
Juicehead Blood said, muttering
On a street in Baltimore, “But me tongue
Could tell, run out never, say all,
Recall life always, trudge above this sordid lie.
Think it over in the vision garden, friend,
And sing a bare chant and
Do less weak love.”
Juicehead Blood said, shouting
On a street in Baltimore, “Go there
After worship lazy moon mother!
Picture delirious beauty in frantic wintertime!
Dream music like luscious chocolate goddess power,
By the cool water, sweet essential breast,
Under the still blue diamond sky, languid void.”
Juicehead Blood said, whispering
On a street in Baltimore, “This life,
My life, gift of delicate shadows.”