We are the fringe people
The last white hopes down on a street...

I will show you many miles of different roads my...
You want to take a ride...

In a private corner of my garden
Stands a feeding tray...

Outside today my dogs barking at nothing
Just like yesterday and the day before...

I got me a lemon tree down my drive
Right at my front door...

For me I need to sing a song were the words do not...
Some thing to fit that clear vision left of my...

Wants form a key ring to a nose ring
Over here, I am going to slave my lusts...

Authentic love is the only love there can be
One night stands can not and will not compare...

When it comes to the future
There are three kinds of people...

Definitive moments, we all have them
Kin to that thing called an original thought...

Ag! Its all about time and perception
I am banging away at being philosophic over here...

Flying low scrawling like so
Unplugged [no hearing aid] but totally connected...