Slipstream - Ian Anderson

    Well the lush separation unfolds you
    and the products of wealth
    push you along on the bow wave
    of the spiritless undying selves.
    And you press on God's waiter your last dime
    as he hands you the bill.
    And you spin in the slipstream
    tideless - unreasoning -
    paddle right out of the mess.

    Marco Giunco
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