THE YES QUADROPHONE

 

insights elusive 

brainpan flatline

need drums / basic rhythm 

two chords enough i reckon

& vocals that frisson 

ramones / micra girls 

yes


~

i question the questions

with a stubborn silence

useless yes but it feels right

in the 

   white rabbits 

      late late late 

         wormhole blues


~


file me under side effects

for the twitches & itches 

& the cool clutter 

fights
the spartan dream

poetry was in the olympics once

naked

yes


~

i cross the junkyard mardyke

& count the cows

grazing on the floodplain 

inside the steel music

of the blacktop rivers 

yes