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The sound of the propeller blade
On the sea plane strains
My already pained brain
I got a migraine
I hate flying
But there was no train
Could've came by boat though
But I heard the locals are loco
Violent and vocal
When it comes to strangers
On their river
It's oh so dangerous
Fresh water pirates and corrupt rangers
Head nodding and bobbing
Lolling and throbbing
Back of elephant
Up the river bank
Plodding, plotting and scheming
Heard tales of curses and demons
I'll certainly heed 'em
Don't necessarily believe 'em
It's scary in the evening
At least in the opinion
Of my opium steaming
Laotian guide
Land locked, ain't seen an
Ocean tide his whole life
With his own eyes
His niece is his pride and joy
She came along for the ride
And has
An astonishing
Knowledge of the
Forested area
Inland from the riverbanks
I follow 'em
Through the village
Once pillaged by French colonists
And now they all Communist
The clouds blow ominous promises
But my mind is wandering
Mental images of monuments and temples
Welcome to the jungle

As uncle Khahm
Leads us along the jungle
In between the Mekong
Alternates shrines, altars
Packs a Walther, his niece Thahng
That's what he called her
Sings a sweet song
She's a looker
Petite bronze
Long legs and seems strong
Takes point as guide
Turn deeper on
Heavy Asian
Ferns, trees
Could be hiding
Burmese tigers
Serpents, vipers
After a night of encampment
On an embankment
Tarantulas and army ants dancing
On my blanket
A clearing through vines dangling
A 17th century monastery
No buried gold
Or diamond quarry
Just a very old
Idol, that's my quarry
Powerful, unrivaled
Buddhist statue
Sure to grant you
Improved movement
And constitution
But heard it's the hardest of targets
Has guardians and watchmen
I scoff across what was once a garden
As I cross the threshold
Into darkness
My flesh cold
Thahng grabs a torch and says "Let's go!"
Me and her uncle share a glance
I feel exposed but I
Throw that to the wind
And make my way into the labyrinth in back of them

Upon entry
The strong scent of the
Dust and must of centuries gone
Long centipedes crawl on the wall
Khahm mentioned to me
"Prepare mentally"
But I ain't never scared
Aware of stares
From unseen sentries:
Demon reliefs
Their bejeweled eyes follow attentively
Heathen beliefs
Ornate, adorned, sparkle in the light of the torch
Shadowy forms through cavernous doors
The pitter patter of critters scattering on the floor
Then there it is
Unassuming yet incredible
On a small pedestal
My head is full of lust so I rush
Make haste, no time to waste
Grab the statue up
Here come Khahm with his sword drawn
Thahng screams, I grab her by the arm, I'm gone
Turn around and see her uncle transform into beast form


Look back again now he's got a million minions
A dark army, but the idol's brilliance, I'm feelin' it
Ask her why she ain't warn me, she calmly said "sorry,
But surely you realize the Buddha's body is godly"
Told her "don't worry, hurry"
Boulders and bullwhips, blurry light at the end of the tunnel
Shoulder holsters, I pull it
Shoot a few bullets back then
Put it back in
All the while booking
Packing heat, flashing feet
Sliding under the gate closing--once agape open,
But they ain't trapping me
Down a hill, cliff grappling
Look behind, after them
Grab a vine, she grasping my abdomen, align our spines adjacent
Placing her waist with mine
Land facing
An open spacing
Another clearing I think we made it
Fade to black


from Initial Demonstration, released April 24, 2011




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