I Got A Queen You’d Bow To

[alexwriter]

I Got A Queen You’d Bow To
one you’d kowtow to
and she's good to me, whooee
unnatural, don’t ya know
something we hain’t never seed
Heps us forget deals we've blowed
ships we've shrunk
sweaters we’ve sunk
store bought roosters who never crowed.
You must be ready, heaven knows
for a poem that will make your brain
elope right out'en your ears
and marry your dreams
scatter reams of moonbeams
carpet your path
So close your fingers, cross your eyes
Mingle that jingle in your head
with your meds
It’s me, yeah, Alex
Let’s get down
to brass tacks
gun racks
diamond tie tacks
deep end doctor quacks
I'm Alex
and I speak in fractured dialects
about starry magic carpet rides
ones that take your mind
too high to see your tracks
over slow moving switchyard trains
swaying to metronomes
peopled with no-home clones
Tick-tock, real loose and easy rhymes
Tick-tock, all gentle
with notes all plentiful
to the moon and back again
I can tell you about
what you don't know
what waits in the shade
under flamboyant trees
when no one is around
the things that go tick-tock
the wind rustling, orchestrating leaves
soothe your fevered brow
Soothe and smooth your mind
until it sets you surfing
in wading pools after summer school
those places so cool and balmy
you leave your troubles, your mommy
under mossy rocks, in grandpa clocks
When will you let go?
Meet me when you know
I’ll wait at the garden gate
What’s that I hear?
Tick-tock, tick-tock
who’s seen the clock
the one that goes
tick-tock, tick tock
Alex 7/22/06

[Mel]

very good,