the summer it hit
the summer it rained
the summer it cooked
of abandoned tires, washing machine parts
& the juice of 1000 wildflowers
go back and distract henry ford
get him to pursue chess
smoke cigars with him, compliment his shoes
chess over industrial production, tell him
or bring jim morrison with you as you recede in time
to visit adam smith in glasgow
tell him music is his destiny
what a great scottish tenor he is!
sing songs with him and jim
drinking pints in a pub
verses & choruses over markets, tell him
fly back further on the winds
of the world whirring in reverse
and throw columbus off the ship
watch the swales with him, the spouting whales
the sun rising like a fiery iris in the east
read maps with him on the deck
then push him over the rails
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