had to get out of the house
hell, celebrate finishin' my i ching paper
finally got up off my ass
(first time since turn down by cathie)
left this condo buildin'
and gorged myself florida-style
18 raw oysters one half pound shrimp basket onion rings
I spared the crab legs
to leave room for the popcorn
saw a hollywood movie
in one fell swoop supporting
news corp coca-cola the military industrial complex
at least they didn't kiss after they shut off the nuclear detonator.
I remember the last day leaving swarthmore
boy, everyone is going to florida
mother nature ain't no tourist 'traction
last time I was here,
I wandered the late night beach
talking to the moon
now there is no beach
the dunes are half washed away by storm
standin' out there like bein' in the midst of a bad mood you either dive in or leave.