This sound's for Gong,
and for Allen.
Be careful, be sober. Get still.
Jet-propelled and ghost-bound,
this round's on me.
This sound's for the gone,
and so's Daevid.
Unclaimed, awkwardly
positioned atop a three leg chair,
fuss fine air heir.
This sound's for us, too.
U-Tube mute commuter
long hair, long night recollection
of DA, read 'Yes'
in the language of Russia.
Anything goes,
as far as it takes
you out of this
perennial bliss
of consciously
giving away,
ground down by soft machines
of yesterday, layered, and played, by
utterly communicative people.
Which is why
The UnterGong des Abendlandes
sounds like played back
words.
This one's for Daevid Allen.
It's all because of him.
2015.
One for Daevid
© Copyright: Андрей Тюков, 2015
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