Season High - Avey Tare

At the top of morning came the silver dangling rain

In every droplet Eucalyptus showed its face

A half-sunned hallway shot the rose and then retired

The running droplets soaked the reds and then expired

Today fantasy is on the range and the city’s riding

Coralling, conniving

Today I’m looking for the thing that’s raw

It’s a chimps brawl

Like a stunt man I’m gonna take a fall

If all I needed was a bed and edibles

Not something bigger

Like Eucalyptus fading up and fading out

Something quiet

On another shore there’s a little boy in a boat tonight

He says and if it’s above me

I will kneel devoutly if it guides me

Guide me

If it guides me

Guide me

And if it’s below me I’ll caress it tenderly

Are we thriving?

We’re thriving

Today Monterey’s so far away I can hear it dying

Hippies are crying

Today Halloween can make me change

But my skin’s design

Echoes a past high