Tanya Jean

Hip swayin' to the beat

Lips smackin', honey sweet

Magnolias in the street

Dust under Tanya's feet

Dig with me this chick

Lordin' every clique

Name of Tanya Jean

Even in the thick

She'll never miss a trick

She's a royal queen

Swingin' down the block

Stoppin' every clock

Wiggin' every scene

She's got a flock

A man in every dock

Diggin' Tanya Jean

But if she ever would think for once

She would see that she has been a dunce

Never diggin' her brains and her beauty are more than the usual front

She could be swingin' ad libitum

'Stead of just actin' like she was dumb

Up and runnin' to run all the savages no more than just a stunt

Come dancin' with me in a little dream, Tanya Jean

Said prophet man with one hand put away

And we will seek together the stolen vision

Vision that was hidden

By lovers gone and poets buried, time swing over

Gonging and bangin late-in-life clock assembling

A three-ring peddlin' a new thing

Telling time, telling tales

Filling pails with alabaster springing

Here's your life upon a plate regarding it's fate, senility's rumored

"How can you eat that?" Asked the girl with a smirk

"Don't you see how everyday, come may it'w growing, you jerk, you

And thirty centuries of sleeping

Won't make a dent in giving the time that it's needing

Flipping through appendices, Demosthenes, won't bring about the

Stumblin' of a beast with weaker knees, this I tell you, so dig it

Don't wig it, come along with me and envision the victory

Maybe then, you will feel

Like the rumblin' of a train on tracks a hundred miles away

You can hear me pretty clear, like the echoes of the foot of childhood

In rooms

Like a fire, sire, like a pyre

A singin' out of desire

Dark angelic bodies in a flyin' circus

Come come bombing over Flander's Fields

And what if darkened drummers who can play just like Elvin

Never escaped the mandibles of their mothers

Keeping silence

When screaming upwards from deep within his inner voice

Crying into the vortex of night

Subtle terrors make writing a scrawling of dying-wish notes

Time to make another adversary list up to the sky as you traveled by

Suddenly bidding is asking

And then it's wishing

You can't stretch your ams out like a lord

Enfolding thousand stars

So dig it

And loneliness is rolling over levees like a suicidal tidal surge

Upending' illusiories, strong, of livin' as a defensive

Meanwhile, intimacy call us into dangers with a siren of songs

Of loving long in luxury-to-be

Secret, unnameable surging of love into what what must always be

It's spilling over infinity to be become

Behemoth, everything, everywhere, everyone, everytime

The kingdom comes from ancient, howling cries of Mother Gods

Screamin' across the open plains of nothingness

Comes everything that might have been

Like great comets blastin' through every dark sky

So what if L-T Dexter's swingin' has

Rarified Mid-Atlantic sounds of Jazz

In silk scarves and all fall-colored Paris nights?

And Charlie Parker's with him

Blowin' on his over-grown pitoodle stick and reachin' through the

Thicker places in our heads, intelligence was never, ever surely

This hard to find

Dig what I'm saying?

Just because we'll never know the secret doesn't mean that we

Should find that we sold ourselves, like Joseph, into bondage again

Time and again, until the end

My friend

Take your practiced powers and stretch them across the void

Until everything living

Has a chance to ponder every contradiction

That might be everyone's doable mission

Just like when Herbie's playin' piano

Then you can hear it, 'cause he can play it

You don't forget it 'cause Herbie said it

When he spoke like a child

Playin' jacks on the floor of a kitchen

And Hermann Hesse has said it

You'll search for truth among the planets

And never find a truer voice than that voice which is

Callin' it out to you, calling you to

At least become a human

Instead of  being confounded by being

Instead of surfing in the dirt like a serpent

Go dance in the whirlwind

For those who have heard it

God becomes a silence, huge and glowing, flowing form the deepest

Inner places inside of your heart

It's saying

Go moaning and groaning, enrolling alone-ing, go rolling on the

Breast of Earth

Report you truly all the lives you see there like a song

Growing golden-ripe like the wheat

Take it, take this cup I'm passing to you

Drink it, think it was down into the entrails of your thinkin'

What moves in secret is not ever nothing

If gateways of seeing were opened, then we could see

That everything always is just as it always is

Infinitely infinite

But now you see, time is growing short for me

Pow, poof, gone

Te dreaming was over

But prophet-man had put mind into motion

Tanya Jean was then hereafter seen to be the queen of what we later

Called the scene in which a body haverim careen

Like on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, wow

Hip swayin' to the beat

Lips smackin', honey sweet

Magnolias in the street

Dust under Tanya's feet