(circa 1998)

purple people don't try to fly
they just do
except,
of course,
when they are lost
in the parking lot
of Pennsylvania

and
especially when
they are
tracking
the elusive
folk
singer

shhhh!! be vewy vewy quiet

when the storm comes
reach out your hand
to me
and lift me
into your boat

together
we are
aimlessly floating
through a sea of thoughts
and fears

until the sun comes up
once again
too early in the morning

i must tell you that i love you
with every double bonded oxygen atom in my body

...and then some

sporadic bursts of words appear
infiltrating my sleepy brain
until nothing makes sense

and i'm not quite sure
why
everything seems so clear