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It Is Nearly Time To Fly Into Orange

from Spiritual Animal by Oliver Loveday

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It's nearly time to fly into orange
Opening up between childhood and red undergarments.
Old age show.
Talking maps to the highway music man.
Staking Karma on this.
Searching Colorado in dreamless sleep.
Troubled by spirits hovering over my scalp.

Clashing with movie-media deluge.
I am still trying to find a person, an identity, that can come home
from the movies and be as elated as theater wisdom.
Theater of the absurd. On the edge of the ego reason.
Pushing past the safe zone.
Getting up from the past and wondering, "Who is standing here?"
"What gives this being reality?"
I am standing here and I don't know why.
Praying with tears in my eyes from the search.

Giving rise to my occupation.
Farm boy turned poor man.
Working until the cows turn orange.
This moon a frosted over coat of peaches and mint.
Peaches and cream.
Peaches and biscuits in the morning.
Pumpkin pie for supper.
Who dreams when there is food to be eaten?

Orange series. Cast-iron energy.
Blue steel moon. Bird cat fish.
Trembling in the cold December jazz.
Motion of China tea and old Hebraic music.
Youth springs up as desire.
I am old enough to slow down.
I slow down to half past the edge (of safe zone).
Where I will always be in the street of memory.

Black eyes. Them and I time.
Baseball remains a sport even as we stare at the Tarot cards.
The Elders stare at the clouds and whisper to the Gods.
Placing a bet on 6 innings completed and a sure win.
I never went to a baseball game I didn't play in.
Somewhere in out field. Hind catcher. Sure stomper.
I didn't dream.
Baseball is too real to be mystical and as mystical as you want
it to be.
All those heroes. Their sight failing.
Dead and in the Hall of Fame.
Did they listen to Billie Holiday while in transit to the next
game?
Was their collection of Elvis records as big as their own?
Birds rise out of their eyelids.
We are all real now.
Ho!

Oliver Loveday © 4/15/80/midnight EST

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from Spiritual Animal, released April 4, 2016

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