Birthday Blues with an Ompossible Boink, ITIN (various & ’05)
There was the big bang from the Ramoans and Ludwig Van and then the city openend up like it was my birthday (because it was and the Ferdinand the bull’s too) and I marched over the Cathedral B.K. Bridge and saw three presidential helicopters and I imagined Bucky had built a dome decree over lower Manhattan and it was a Mingus III boink three eyed smiley smile and all was well and good and mad and it was my birthday and the cherry blossoms were falling all around and words were flowing out like endless petals and blanketing the yellow brick road and I wept to see you suffer though I didn’t know you well and all my life was a tapestry beneath the flowing beer and he you were dressed in black and unraveling and taking me back to the three eyed balloon. I was Elvis and Le Roi Orbison… singing for my dinner and…
Are you sleeping, brother Droog?