Melted Red Turtles
Beat Box

Things are going on in Red Thing Canyon
I hear the
Scorch is coming
The scorch is coming

It’s in the shake of the maracas
Men dancing like ants
In Red Thing Canyon
Red Things march across the endless white

Men hide their shadow-deeds*
In Red Thing Canyon
I know the
Scorch is coming
The scorch is coming 

It’s in the shake of the maracas
Men dancing in the
Sombrero fallout
Red Things walking in the
Stripe-scarred canyon

I hear weird sounds
In Red Thing Canyon
I hear a Red Thing Party
And the scorch is coming



* Electricity - Don Van Vliet

Lunar Farm


Rubber flies buzz on silver trout river
Rubber flies buzz on the emerald pads

I cried out

"Friends, suspend your judgement!"

(It’s a natural farm!)

My voice was lost in the moonlit hills

In the greenhouse
of night
I see
watermelon moons grown
in a bed of black time

I see lamps in the soil
I see sun in the oil
I grow the moon