Echoes Of Desire

 

Boum! One little look, and… boum! 
Charles Trenet/Ray Goetz

Yes, it’s me! The Albionic Man,

The human junkyard… now,

I have to scribble a few last words…



Allright darlin?

The last transit van from Venus arrived

At The Electric Laser Clinic, no problem.

Here we go again – no signal, and…boum!

Easy way trips in slow motion,

Echoes of desire and mod girls on scooters

Refresh your everyday revolution.

Storm the town hall, body and soul, baby.



We live in a world of shadows

But, encased in zodiac scaffolding,

She doesn’t care about life or anything.

Meanwhile, here at Thermo-Station Junction,

A full moon is obscured by cloud,

Banishing memories of extreme caution.

Her bare midriff is a diversion route in free-fall.

Café, gallery, theatre – stay connected, and… boum!



I wrote a new chapter, but did you notice?

A view of blue sky is an abrupt change in feel.

The studio is here – Allright sweetie?

Scary claims; pull handle, push door.

Spark outrage with this strange equipment.

Solutions without boundaries a speciality, and… boum!

Forget The Albionic Man, that backless loafer,

With his illegible scribbles.



We live in a world of shadows.

But she doesn’t care.

No, really… she doesn’t care,


She doesn’t care at all.

Not at all.

illus: The Sky Is Silent (Echoes of Desire), 2017