Ah Shucks, Let’s Go For A Ride

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with

Rawclyde!

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Hop on up

T’is my favorite mode of transportation

Pegasus is a good friend of mine

Come on now

Here

Take my hand

It don’t bite &

Neither does this flying horse

Ah yes

Let’s go

!

Flying low flying high

Let’s go find some sky

!

Ah yes

Each cloud a smiley face

Each patch of blue endlessly

happy happy

What?

Feeling kind of crappy?

Well well

Let’s go

Find some ghoul

Whose head

You can puke on ’til

he’s drowning in a pool

of disharmony &

We’ll fly away full of

happy happy again

Oh my

We’re higher than all those

puny skyscrapers below

The wind singing awesome songs

We’ve never heard befo’

You’re smiling so much

My goodness

My goddess

You’re smiling so much

So so much my goddess

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Text:

Copyright Clyde Collins 2016

Art:

B&W of Pegasus by Daniel Eskridge

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The small sphere

Hurls Ghost Face

Deeply into space

~

“Where did she go?”

He grits as the metal ball spins

Over Hong Kong

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There’s so much space out here

His eyeballs

spin too

~

And his head flies off

Knocks around

Seeking a way out

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His body goes thru a

Transformation

From weak to weaker

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Slows down to such a degree that

His cantankerous head decides to sneak back onto

The top of his neck

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Ghost Face secures it there

With a few pieces of duck tape

Leans on the stick

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The spitball burps

farts &

Speeds forth

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(Text Copyright Clyde Collins 2016)

Spiritualities

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I met a woman

she wasn’t there

not even air

words & pictures made of light

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She was

what I have come

to behold

a spirituality

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Alas, our fingertips danced

oceans apart

something was there

besides air

~

Words bounced around

balls of silly putty

‘tween us & then poof!

she was gone

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She had a whip

and a smile

to employ

in a dark place

~

But I saw something

completely different

in the lady’s

smiley face

~

T’was

an

angel

a spirituality

~

These pictures

they’re made to steal

with a click

do with them what you wish

~

But there are consequences

yes, she’s here, she’s gone

touched yet untouched

an internet spirituality

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Beautiful warm

so vibrant & real

hair flowing, shoulders with

a smooth firm curve

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Eyes of color of soul

make my heart glow

make my words bounce

across the sea

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Silly

putty

spirit-

uality!

~

Another woman come along

smoothly chirping

a bubbly brook

a fluttering floating song

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For what is she looking?

fingertips deftly dive into my pocket to find

the prayer of a tramp

a coin-less hole

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An exquisitely well mannered dove

she too welds a whip

but it’s for me to use on her

I won’t, I can’t!

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Click

whoa!

I find pictures more pictures

pictures galore

~

She’s born-again gorgeous

has no whip

nor

is she a whore

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She’s simply there

dressed up & dressed down

in a thousand dresses

for any old horn-dog clown

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She

is

Catholic

as can be

~

And I am

old

poor

yet free

~

Beloved spiritualities

flitting in & out of

my eye ~ how can I

not love you?

~

Love ~ is it

really there, really here

made not of brick

made not of air?

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