Back on the wheel…(from Harangutan)

December 11, 1994  (I was 50)

   Back on the wheel…(from Harangutan)

I’ll be back on the wheel again next time

The wheel has been fortune and chance

turned Germany into France

wheel of solar rotation and corporate notation

the wheel of dance

I’ll be back in summer, spring, winter, fall

Back when front turns round and back again

consumer consumed

probably have to poison a few things to become pure

But I will be back on the wheel again

the wheeling arc of the vulture enskyed

later rebirth than the young soldier what died

Good thing I spent all that time in Keewatin

It’ll take a long time in Kona to get me up there again

Heavy iron studded tires

snow tires  Back on again

Back to the vision back to a dream

to a melting pot amalgam of every precious hot metal yet to take the mold

I don’t think there’s a script  Scriptures were written here

But back to the subatomic dialogue of self to Self

back to the sound of the gears of the universe

humming behind the ears