THE HIDDEN TRACK

The following passages are dedicated to Leopold, to the vernacular, to certain evil women (you know who you are), to certain wonderful people(they know who they are), to soft afternoons and quiet Sunday evenings, to Fall and seeing your breath for the first time since Spring, and to Isabelle Ya Feng ... a soul slipped by like two ships passing in the still, moonlit sea.
-- Abraham Ahmed, the Surfing Beatnik



A Psalm to the Paltry...

Accept the dare and spit in the air,
And leave the rest to fate!
Commit to treason and deny all reason,
And watch the haters hate!

Throw fists to the skies, right in the eyes
Of those who point at your walls!
Lead by example and ensure there are ample
Of points for pointers of flaws!

Laugh at the words of song-less byrds,
And smile at their powerless songs!
Skip over the snares of the emotionally-impaired,
And land safe far from their "wrongs!"

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