The Methedrine Clock

I

A Half,

A Whole,

Spell Shop, Dream Store;

How did we know to want more?

Chanel of Pink,

Gater of Green;

And how did we know what to reach for?

Mr. Wilde’s caresses, 

They lead us onward,

Castaneda he tempts us

With maddening words,

And the sidewalk’s aglow

‘Neath a disco marquis

Of orange and gold

And bright mystery--

Were we striving for something?

Were we dying, my love,

For a good fucking time, 

For a crazy-ass night,

To awaken Christlike in the strobe lights?

Well the crow she’s a raver, 

She rolls through the sky, 

And the possum’s a junkie

With blind burning eyes,

And we were like hounds,

Only lost from the chase,

Crashing through forests

Of neon and bass--

And were we yet hoping?

Storming through thickets of 

Visions, sweat,

Hoping for some blinding eruption 

Of magic, 

Only to falter at last

Into the inevitable, 

Into, God it is late,

Into, Wait--

What has happened 

To our electric kingdom?

II

Dawn, little love, 

Now take my hand;

Last dance for lawlessness, 

Dawn is coming.

Rush now to live, 

Now-- For she will not  

Be waiting 

For us.

Oh wrap us in starlight or cricket song,

Veil us forever in shadows of blue,

Blind our blind eyes and then tie up our tongues,

And let us stay here in your glittering womb--

Here,

To reel between rave lights,

Street lights,

Witch lamps;

Grant us one night without end;

Warm Vinyl Cloak and Cowl,

Burning Ruin, 

Night,

We were your faithful children, 

Racing the methedrine clock

Toward an unknown hour of beauty.

III

A Power, 

A Pure--

But it is morning, 

My love.

We have our little scrap of joy, 

We have our deathless snapshots,

But we hear a weeping now,

Ever nearer, 

And I turn now

To you.

But Ferrari of Blue!

And Champagne of Red,

And roving and dreams!

Ah, but Morning--

Naked and white,

She stands sternly,

Her legs like slender searchlights

Upon the haunted bed;

There are endings to things,

She explains.

And I turn now to you,

Green rock of beauty--

No time in your eyes, 

No endings.

Oh, let us only remember,

As we sail away from 

These strange shores:

We did dream together,

You and I,

One of these nights,

One of these dreams,

A night without end,

An end to the 

Dreamless day.