Album: Boomerang

at dusk through wheat field
through the olive groves
and vineyards
insects like aeroplanes
fly past the strolling man
crackling spike plant
hovering hawk
all on the ground alive

take a swig of moonshine
listen to the madness whine

andalucian
andalucian
sunflowers
bulls and purple bees

listen to the lone wolf
strolling

take a swig of moonshine
taste its heady wine

andalucian
andalucian
sunflowers
bulls and purple bees

lone wolf howling
lone wolf howling
strolling wolf
strolling wolf
andalucian



the morning star has long since gone
the sun is high in the sky
shadowless a figure stands
stranded on Venus Sands

up in the blue and circling
the seabirds watch and wait
for movement of a certain kind
down on their dinner plate

where children played
a flower lays
pulled and torn up by its roots
and where it stood the empty space
just screams...................................................................

down on the flats baby turtles race
for safety of the big deep
and white caps come crashing in
indifferent to tender flesh
shriek of attack then moving in
a raucous clash a gourmet din
of cruel gull beaks and tearing skin
screaming...........................................................................

lit by the evening star at venus sands
against a blood orange sky
there's a shadow of a figure prone
abandoned and all alone

venus sands

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