this one time at band camp

they tell me i drink too much.
that i expect too much from life.
drunk pasta sings
as the turbo booster gas light burns away
years falling by the wayside
like rivers on some long forgotten bayou
as if we'd find anything we wanted in this rubble
once i saw this twilight zone episode where this family was escaping
a nuclear holocaust to a planet that was similar to theirs
it ends
they are on their way to earth.
why not be cast as the aliens?
music soars from one canal to another
time travelers we all roam these broad landscapes
painted watercolors
drip from my mind
to yours
will we find that hope we've been promised
this western paradise of what we could always be.
they said she was a good writer.
she was never convinced.
this is what you shall do.
you shall live your life
you shall be a diamond in the sun
shine on everyone
let my dribble drool from your drinking lips
and we will kiss the moonlight like savages
be free
if
nothing
else
be
...