poem for peace

love is the question indifference is the answer wisdom is niagara falls ignorance is the bahamas st joseph is the customer salome is the waitress buddha is the bottle of ketchup you are the tablecloth there was this girl in high school i liked her she didn't like me woolly mammoths roamed the corridors woolly mammoths in the corridors sabre tooth tigers in the gym in gray and white spats & propeller beanies not quite out of the top drawer it's time for tea outside it's the future domed cities and moving sidewalks i'm ok with it the duchess of windsor pours oolong tea buck rogers eats a blueberry scone crispus attucks & simon legree play basketball in the wind

poem

caravagio would have loved baywatch as el greco loved survivor ii and realized his whole life was a lie in the long centuries before orange spandex and lifeguard chairs in the blue light beyond san clemente and the pikemen disappear and the terrified monks and mortality itself in the white smiles of huntington beach never such arms in florence or legs outside st peters