We gotta be free
you and me

I am the angel
that the angels sent
to lift you up

Help you shine

Cleared past the outposts
midnight-dirty-chai
road-times

lawless filthy bastards
all of them
cops with sticks
could never catch us,
blew by them coming
and going

(threw away our passports
and let the buddhas help us
get paid)

women flowed like water
sunlight soft and still
heart-space

Let go of your stone tablets.
commandments,
obligations

Grow your hair.
tell no one the
source of your
strength

build da Vinci's
machines in the golden
caverns of your
enlightenment

I'm strong
when the Sun is in my Sign

(Accept the new power)

All Princes
were born to
be Kings

She...

We,

Or was it the moon;
Athena

(forget the raw metaphysics,
mythology,)

infinite return of us

After the war,
as he was approaching a bum
with a dime,

the street prophet
said,
"Keep your money.
I am not interested in
teaching,
or being taught"

New Horse of the
Apocalypse
Save us with your
Speed

Be just a little
Faster than Jesus

(The last line of this poem was spoken by Freakin Frankie)

Our religion of freedom
and death
Epic times of sex and destruction
our anthems screaming over the
radio

(speed: foggy boozed out slurred
motions
Hallucinogenic enlightenment)

Feet that have never touched the
ground

Thousands of takeoffs,
very few landings

Gotta figure,
If somebody gets
a tattoo for ya'
ya' did pretty good

Are you on this crazy ride
(have you noticed you're alive)

Masses multiply like rabbits
vegetative brain-waves

Live outside the box
(burn down every wall)

We buried your ashes
on Mars
To keep them
for ourselves

and impossible
as it may seem
Lady Slippers grew
with them

Rebel Mother-Fucker

my love needs a
place to go

It's in the hearts of my friends
(into the hearts of my friends)

SERIES OF SMALL POEMS: FOUND IN A PILE OF PAPERS

I.

The wild Ones
burst into Your
Heart

II.

Wild and beautiful
and soft and
Alone

III.

They don't even
notice I'm
Livin' the
Outlaw
life

IV.

I'm a Holy Juggler
Roller of the Bones
(Lost Angel lover)
Some kinda Strange Outlaw
Makin' my way
Home

VI.

Let the Poetry Be
THE MACHINE
YOU BUILD
AND LIVE WITH

Proustian images
timestream slips

Some say she sang herself
into paradise
(she wasn't born a goddess)

Ride through the fire
all you need is no fear

(only the brave and
the crazed)

Everybody goin' nowhere
worryin' about dyin
(you died a long time ago
built a box around yourself
and let the dream go)

Dialogue between an Outlaw Shaman and a Princess

OS: My intentions with you are purely mythological

P: Sounds hot

Stop time again
the flux reciprocates
all-ness into now

(memory of gas station
fill-ups
Harely-Hammering 
100 miles an hour
all the way to Montreal

Cross the bridge into Emerald
city

Rarer than the wildest
wild orchid

her soul is free in the sky
(dancer's feet never touch
the ground)

She planted stars in my head
grew wings right onto my
back

Estlin's (from an alternate universe) Ride

"Some planets that died
(suns that collided)

sprinkled this space/time
with incarnations of us"

[they said he had a shotgun
mind and
motor-headed fingers
of truth

(I swear he built that machine overnight
all inside his brain

he had to slow way down, for
anyone to even
see him)]

Swing it
(trip stone)

Broken sticks
(mended bones)

Heart-sick
go home and
grow some wings

(take the knife out
lick the blood off
put the glass away

let the water find its way
through

We tripped through the death-times
(fucked up with outlaw-minds)

listen to the angel-vibes
the avatar-highs

"these machines will
free you"

Outlaw fantasies
of the Radio Contingency

(summer rises
with its own
memories)

There was a dream
of the dream
we met in

Let us construct our
own machines

(I laid every brick
on this highway)

I am
myself

Smell of summer
rain
Thunderstorm darkness
Thriving!

Got to stay strong
for our Brothers and Sisters

(we got enough love
to make the world float)

Free yourself
of the entire Universe

Do you think
A Million light years from now
is waiting for you to turn and see

These are the free
times
Natural born outlaws

Nothing but a rainbow
(Never back a rebel into
a corner)