IT BECAME FAST

Life in the slow past.

Machines to make casts.

Man left his two feet.

Onward machines and water fleets.

Faster and faster to run.

Horses - trains - cars plus fun.

Planes - turbos - rocket sleds.

Upward - onward - never dead.

Life grew into a complex song.

25 hour days not too long.

Criss-cross - tunble - spin around.

Lighter minds less profound.

I must escape for a day.

A mortgage for a days pay.

Plastic card - spend till dead.

Don't have time for bed.

High-octane vapor fumes.

Psychowards and flowers bloom.

Spinning circle - manic life.

All confusion - high as a kite.

51 cards, wheres the ace ?????

from my poem book - DREAMS 3