Suborbital
Minstrel duo joined
for time tripping tunes,
I yearned to wander anonymously in audience.
Once I did see Paul sing "Sounds of Silence"
Yet time burns a path
Across the sands of my life
Moments crystallize into solid memories.
Fatalist mood transpires
Second stage of my rocket
Discarded and now
I'm on my way
Arcing toward the wide ocean.
My trajectory looping back
As the gravity of aging
Carries me in suborbital glee
WHeeee!!!!
Soon I'll be entering
The zero space dimension of solitude
There will be no companions there
Only the dizzying emptiness
Of my downward spiral into infinity.
I see why the world is overpopulated
Children are the only hope
For the old and decrepit
I hope to die before I grow old
But I'm sure I'd miss out
On some great nursing home food
And sweet nurses who will flirt with me
My morose mood is subject to alteration
Tomorrow I may discover new
ways
Of altering perception
I had a dream
last night
That where I am
Hashish and pot were legal
I was at the
grocery store looking
At dried pot
hanging in the produce section
I was
contemplating buying it
Maybe when I'm
old and aching
I'll have
medically approved pot
On the final
approach
In my free fall
To ecstasy