LOVE.SPECIAL.DELIVERY. (Slight Return).

somebody threw me a big juicy curve ball it landed in my hand someone at the back just over there said i should take off the wrapper and eat it as I held out my hand i could see my fingertips clearly but sometimes they were on the end of my hand and sometimes they were 27 miles away trying to reach the sun i allowed myself a spirit guide however he was very real and not the least bit spirit like when he stood in the corner and offered advice he seemed to fill the entire wall with what he was wearing he projected an idea that might want to stay with me all day say that again slower i need to understand what yer sayin man the electricity that stems from the feet upwards was beginning to have an effect i couldn’t move my arms and my head and legs were developing an existence of their own at one crucial point i thought they told me they were going on holiday cue that fat bass and oh you’re sweeter than the honey that the bees make soul sister you’re brown sugar along with wilf my guide and sam and dave we were elevated elevated to the top of the house that vantage point that with a little luck and on a clear day you really can see forever every forty seconds the controller people re-calibrated the time so that every few minutes were re-imagined as a year a month a millennia there seemed to be nothing wilf and i could do about that the controller said we should just make the most of it so we did and just at the point that the concept of time present past and future was about to be redefined for the betterment of mankind a huge flash of metallic candy flake electric blue pierced my mind and let its minions loose on my senses again
abroad invoked the spirits standing in a bath pointing at the well crafted image of jean paul sartre that was both on the bathroom wall and the centre piece of a whole new installation i’d configured for myself just the other side of my eyelids and of course a special mention goes out for that time when we were over there we were feverishly determined to get to the bottom of this scrunching holly leaves into paul mccartney’s enormous hands to watch the electricity channel through his arms and light up a small psychic bulb on top of his head ask john lennon he’ll tell yer but special mention in dispatches goes to the mango flavoured herbal tea which caused a major kerfuffle in the reality department sending agents of taste and flavour to challenge all preconceptions about
everything you thought you previously knew and this is tea are you sure the thrill lasted for seconds minutes hours weeks years later that day all the colours began to escape wilf suggested we find a bag put some of them in and look at them tomorrow maybe and carl wilson spoke to me as he always did and does this is the way i always knew it would be the way that it is when you are holding me yes carl and although my eyes were open they might just as well been closed