I gaze bleary-eyed at the first light of
dawn, listenin' to the whistlin' of birds
and the cock-a-doodle-doodlin' of
the boy of a thousand voices
whose gimmicks exasperate
the mother hen.

I circumnavigate sunshine,
takin' tips from nosferatu,
takin' tips from Batman,
tippin' my hat to the constitution
who took my best gal
and had her stuffed in a museum.

I raise my glass to twilight,
to hazy summers that pass in the
blink of an eye,
and to the sartorial makeup
of the upper echelons of space
leavin' me dangling in the ether.

I chase moonbeams,
with nothin' on my back
but the howlin' of wolves,
the hootin' of owls
and the cries of a bum
whose leg I trod on.

I cruise in starlight,
whisperin' sweet nothings
in the ear of Venus,
makin' war with Mars,
jivin' with Jupiter,
doin' the hula with Saturn.

I seek truth that is
true like old bluesmen singing to
no one and nothing but the
crickets a-chirpin'
and the stars a-twinklin',
guiding me homewards!

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