REFLECTIONS OF A WORD MAN

Societies rise and fall
A curtain call
Toast to things that might have been
Touch and go relationships
We kill each other with ease
Fast food disease
Adventures with our CIA
The rules have changed
As we blindly play
True soul connections
A rarity indeed
My aging mind
Drifts to the days of “Cosmic Debris”
Frank Zappa’s wisdom
“Is that a real poncho or a Sears’s poncho?”
Life was so simple then
Andy Warhol’s astral plane
Edie’s tragedy
Best friends with Mary Jane
Chemical vortex
I can’t say I miss this era
In fact, I barely remember
Holding out for my lifeline
I’ve had myself a good time
Made so many blunders along the way
And live to smile another day
Such is survival
In the year 2010
Possibly the end
Or a sign to do it all again

“Cosmic Debris” lyrics by Frank Zappa © 1974

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010