inspired by Supertramp's music
Trombone number 7
Took the long way home
tonight with my crazy circus train in super-space
travelled from Titan
- breakfast on Oberon -
passed around Triton
some years before returning in agony (s)exhausted
now to our
earthly moon
drawn by an armstrong but really illusive
limb out again
that string of golden brass
has paved some magic track
straight back
to my earliest future
where we sat in same sofa and
saxophoned so many strange talking people
hidden inside septangular furnitures
like a mess of perfect motives
before this lonely black
computer spread your silence
allover every galaxy
could I've been a musician or moviemaker
rather than working as madman
- world's most nice demon -
for women wondering
about some well-dressed elephant
among these desolated corridors
suspiciously circular
0W0
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