andropolopolous let’s sit
here in the comfortable chairs
the best seats in our little theater
here in the center of space
the light-year lens is sharp and ready
planet speakers in deciphonic
we smoke
and drink beers whilst sending the lens
to view
anything anywhere at anytime
we’ll have much uproarity
visiting quasars and thunder nebulae
watching the others on their worlds
finding out what really happened
to abbie hoffman
and we smoke. galactic purple. no one. hey. hey. listen to that. hey. can you hear that? hey.
and drink beers whilst sending lensy
to record for posterity
all that has ever been
and the beginning in full reality-o
pick moments from our lives and reveal
the high dark-and-light paths and the
joy-despair the nuanced bits of sweet life
we’ll trade wild trips through the All-One
like we trade poems
and we smoke.