Come On in The Song of the Changes
it’s the listener determine what it is
be singing that come on ain no siren
in that song ‘cept going off in the hearing
if you can’t sing how you know a song
from anything else what you think
be callin’ you but song —
the sound of your thoughts’ running come on
baby don’t you want to go —
and everything pulls over to the side
traffic lights stop sayin’ what they sayin’
and suddenly sally ride sally’s ride
right on by —
peoples wives and children disappear out of nowhere
some drive their gold teeth back home a deepened run in gear.
you can come on in that kitchen
if you willing to let rain scare you to.
outside be coming down its cats and dogs
at each other bright as gold as is its in
-escapable cache of day its pots and pan sky ringing
its belly purses fat full or not — the song
rain or shine. or
you better come on in that kitchen.
that siren not a devil that mercy seat less
savior than common sense calling you to right
your seating rather than fall over your chair
ship voted out flat on yo misled ass — not up in the air
any throne any call’s adventure leads you
to pay attention to the ground your standing come on in
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