previous owners of my heart were less than kind
i found cynical walls to hide behind
mocked hippies and their talk of vibes
untrusting, wounded
i was an old dog under the porch
growling at the world
sometimes if it was a nice sunny day id come out and lay in the sun
in my back, legs asplay
but at the approach of beauty
it was back under the porch, quick as bunnies
you can beat up on a dog a few times, but they get good at avoiding the beatings
soon you have an invisible dog

every now and then an impossible girl would come skipping down the lane
id smell her long and start drooling against my better doggie judgement
peek out from the corner of the steps and take a good long sniff

i'd smile a huge goofy doggie smile if the scent was purely impossible
impossibility is the scent of desire in this old hound

then the tail starts to go
and all manner of coffee shop waitress, bartender, someones girlfriend
all younger and more impossible thatn the rest
laughing at the old dog, dancing with them
some would stroke and scratch and hit that little spot that makes my left leg go crazy,
as my toungue rapturously sticks out of my increasilngly toothless mouth
the zen spot
it was clearly a pity scratch
clearly just a dead end flirtation
a way to kill time in a boring world
but that didn't matter to this waggin tail of mine
soon i was sitting on the porch

from the porch you can see the hill which when climbed to the very top allows you to see tommorrow
i hadn't been up that hill in quite sometime
my lair beneath the porch is almost warm and fairly comfortable unless its raining
it's chief allure is that it is my lair, no bitches allowed
like the sign on the he man woman hater's club

a stewardess came up the path with a leash in her hand
asked me if i wanted walkies
i took a look under the porch
and then at her
then at the leash
then looked into her wondrous twinkling eyes
we started up the hill together
me and this wonderful smelling, impossible goddess from the sky
i feel like a puppy again
we frolic nicely together on the grass

i dont care what the other dogs are saying as we walk by them up the hill to tommorrow
just the fact we are walking there is good enough for me
the idea of being on the end of HER leash
even only once or twice a month
is far better than all the dead skunk i've ever rolled in
all i had to hear was she hated smelly old dogs
and now im a far less smelly one


now shes gone again
i sleep contentedly under the porch
dreaming of the next walk up the hill
her voice calling "walkies"

i wake up from time to time,
to sniff the air for her scent
which is followed by those gorgeously twinkly cosmic eyes
and a soul full of love for me
fleas and all

stumbling drunk down a snowy sidewalk in south philly
i was the man at the bar with love dancing in my eyes
my baby is in a different country

the rugby guys weren't as intertesting to talk to as the women
so i mostly spoke to them
the boyfriend seemd alot more affable before i danced with his woman
she wanted to take a walk
thats when the boyfriend started getting frisky
all loud from across the street

im just a guy talking about how great a feeling it is to be in love
love is everywhere these days
was it always there?
hidden from eyes clouded by pain, confusion, tears?

it drowned out by the asshole vibe, the money chase
the big cities psyche
philly was ONE of the rudest cities around before the money got tight
now theres broke angry assholes everywhere,
begging for jobs
its undignified

trust the universe
be yourself and the universe will reward you for your belief
its what every damn self helpy book talks about
its what all the best songs are about
it is the source code for humanity

believe in the little bit of god that sits within you
talk to that god
thank him for being there for you and for the birds and the trees and the light and the wind and the stardust that we are all made of
get that love vibe down, embrace the love fully
become the man you were always supposed to be
believe in the love vibration
it will not let you down
embrace the magic that is life

my only fear is that by telling the world about it i will be whisked away in a black ford explorer with tinted windows
ONE OF THEM IS AWAKE!
oh, and the sky painting planes making clouds all day
that cant be good
ill miss the polar bears when the solar flares fianlly knock out all the satellites
and embrace the chaos
as the newest incarnation of love in the world

a stewardess flew into my life
a string of impossibilities and implausibilites

im possible
is how id prefer to think
im plausible

we will work on the spacing
with my space thing
cosmic hotttie of the universe

we listen to music together some mornings
wherever she is
the air is filled with love
she dances thru my mind

i never knew
i never knew

now i know what it is that those sensitive young men needing haircuts are wailing about

i felt this one coming
as i stood in the elements all day
at the most ridiculous job in the world
watching the planes paint the sky
whistling at the birds
i knew the love train was coming

i felt this universal love vibe blocks away
weeks away
i saw the future and then it happened and the future is beautiful
now is beautiful
every fucking second of the day im smiling
maybe im going crazy at last

heard the love deisel
a bus in the distance
i heard this love bus coming and ran for it
i caught it
its a gorgeous ride
i will surf this wave as long as i can
this love wave
this vibration
this beauty
words only begin to describe
chills up and down my spine
chills when she hips me to her favorite love music

her of the twinkly eyes and cosmic vibes
her flying across the skies
breathing her air
bathing her water
living in her brain

and she in mine

excuse me while i kiss the sky!