"Maybe next time" (fashioning the blues)
“What’ll it be, Free will or not?
Parking space in a parking lot?
Divine grace with a touch of rot?”
“No thanks and thanks a lot.”
Fate and chance starting’ t’ dance
Are issued forth with cash in advance.
Gothic romance knife plunged askance
No room in the executive manse,
Just start in ’n ask ’n ask,
“What’ll be, a cross or a lance?”
Beyond space ’n beyond time.
“Since you asked, I’m doin’ fine.”
“Fatigued, I need a coffee break,
Only got chicory to make.
Can’t boil water for goodness sake,
Lost the recipe crossin’ the lake.
Shaking mountains ’n an earthquake?”
Main course: the last corn flake
Brought by a figure only half-baked.
“None of this is a mistake,
It’s time t’ take ’n take.
(It’s always time t’ take ’n take).”
Beyond space ’n beyond time.
“Since you asked, I’m doin’ fine.”
“Modeling clay no sense t’ pray.
Move those legs, there’s the way.
Future Sin Tree, there’s not doubt.
No sense t’ look for the way out.”
“Fair is fair and square is square.
One man one vote there’s the hope.
There’s the truth an’ there’s the law.
There’s the rub an’ there’s the flaw.”
Beyond space ’n beyond time.
“Since you asked, I’m doin’ fine.”
There’s the start there’s the place,
A dot a jot, a crystal in space.
A certain end at a certain pace
Explodes upon the human race.
Expecting more and more n’ more.
“That was indeed what it was for.
Where’s the hurt where’s the harm?
Next time will be the charm.”
Good is as good does,
State of being, is and was.
Alfred Lord, idylls and a king
Creator, the play poem is the thing.
Martin Luther King or a clothesless king?
A conscience or a Cracker Jack ring
To catch as only catch can
State of being, “I am, I am.”
Two steps forward and one step back.
One step forward and two steps back,
Walking on a circular track.
On the way t’: lose and nothing’ t’ use,
Accidentally created the blues.
Caught in the trap of a wink, a nod,
Children of a lesser god.
Beyond space ’n beyond time.
“Since you asked, I’m doin’ fine.”