11/17/1987

The switch CLICKS the turntable begins its cycle a bed of crickets a distant howl and the thunderous band begins chunky E-Z chords and pounding beat give way to descending showboat of RADIO TOKYO float on find yourself deposited in an abandoned de CHIRICO piazza eerie porticoes haunted bell towers rippling acoustic riffs signal NEW DREAMS galloping off into undulating sunset cloud drapes of pink orange harmonies horse neck corded mouth foaming and you know I WON’T SAY ANOTHER WORD as hooves drum plateaus rise and fall as we base jump through hula hoops of time ears ringing DON’T YOU REMEMBER through a chute Chinese finger trap vat of quicksand quagmire and church choir hymning DO YOU LIKE ME meet wrestling this thick sticky love-constrictor to the mat in a figure four leg lock and celebrating popping champagne overflowing flutes and saluting SO LONG outside streets singing freedom carnival bringing the RADIO TOKYO pulse back to sick senses as surrounding soft machinery slaps pounds out throbbing mottoes TAKE IT EASY bringing all back home taking hold of the JUGULAR and toss kiss and caress to throttle in throes of passion with no regret. Get Quick.