Body
Monkey Wrench Gang
Long Dream:
I saw a swan descending from the blue
Providence in the shape of a mother.
Can people ever truly understand
each other, while blinded by their burdens?
When Prince Rupert awakes, who will follow?
The masses stubbornly squeeze their pillows,
while the world collapses around them
who can say if they're truly in the wrong?
Have you heard the siren call of Chandra?
"All those lonely among you come hither!"
Those who approach the palace of the moon
are always met with disillusionment--
Then finally so long to the long dream
Americans crawling from the ruins
so many blindly skittering about
hoping to find a glimpse of what comes next