On The Bus

Let's go Further.
With wild words on our knuckles,
Wrecked uncensored chuckles
And seatbelts unbuckled;

With 'mind manifested'
And Ken's Acid Tested -
Before he almost got arrested -
But how he impressed us -
Us?
(The bus left in 1964
And here we are in 2008;
Just a little, only a little
Just a little too late)

Go Further with fervour;
Let your neon light
And paisley patterned promises
Burn forever.
Writing to living
Is a silver fish to water -

So write like a maniac,
Get wrecked like a train wreck,
Live in the now
And don't ever look back.

You can still get on the bus:
Write L-O-V-E on your bent fingers
And L-I-F-E on the rest

And then do it.