The Song of the Sea Goat

The sea goat casts Aquarian runes through beads of

mirrored tears,

Suave pirates words of apricot crawl out of your veneer

Anoint your eyes with Midas' oil and make it still appear

Alladin's lamp is glowing bright transmuting panacea;

To fill your souls with sugared holes.

"Oh can't you hear" sang the sea goat "the nonsense

makes me numb."

"It's near it's clear" sang the sea goat "we live to

overcome,

The madman's voice and his nowhere choice,

The pain that drains like an endless day of rain."

The sea goat reads the flight of birds and writes upon the

sand;

Gold waterfalls of autumn wheat slip through a pointing

hand

Whose fingers stiff with sentences still beckon to the

band

To play the "Best Foot Forward March" and deafen all

the land.

With hollow words, it's so absurd!

"Take your stand" sang the sea goat "the night goes on

and on."

"Unwrap your plans" sang the sea goat "tell everyone

you've gone

To touch the earth and to see the birth

The smile, the style down an unspun mile of life."

It fills the air! It fills the air!

The song of the sea goat shaking in the domes

The song of the sea goat as endlessly he roams,

Between the sunset's crimson veil

On smooth grey streets where the drunkard spins his

tale.

The sea goat sips and hurls his glass along the

smoke-filled road

Where shuttered snakes of brakeless trains run aching

with their load

Of spring-eyed, tonguetied, wooldyed lads who kiss the

L-shaped goad

Which soon will smear their uniforms with blood,

whitewash & woad.

Damn iron minded, gold braid blinded, officers and

gentlemen!

"God!" sang the sea goat "is always on both sides."

"Change" sang the sea goat "is constant as the tides

"And this play" sang the sea goat "is strangely

synthesised

When your part of a cast where the first comes last

Where the east goes west and the sun is burning out

And your part of a cast . . . . . ."