Like a broken brain
three notes dancing
on a crazy guitar
that tells stories of wandering ...
A crippled hand plays prophetic
accords that make disjointed
skeletons in evening dress jiggle...
Aquarius disbudded children ,
chase happiness
in the Buddha\'s equivocal smile ,
we\'ll offer them the moon ,
swing minor mode ...
I wake up at 3.a.m ,
the green fairy kiss
cold earth flesh
the herd is still asleep ,
in my head a wild melody
tears through my bipolar dream...
At dawn Django gets out
of the jazz box ,it\'s raining
on life, travel and emptiness ,
devastated nest and mess ,
cracked mirror,stolen memory ,
score in form of testament ...
\"Au revoir jolie madame ! \'\'
Swing minor mood ...