The Rider in the Storm

 The Rider in The Storm

(A lone voice whispers)

Hello

I still love you

As my dilated eyes have seen you

Shall I open the doors of perception

Where nothing is real and

Invite you into a

Strange marriage of heaven and hell

Will you wait for me

The Golden Man

Talking now

From beyond the silvery stars

Now living at Devil's Dam

Talking to my lambs

Sitting with JPL

And Ron

Talking about my wild love

Just working my own version of

The twenty-seven club

Here in an old Babylon

Opening old LSD new doors

Watching me as 

Mr. Mojo Risin

Taking over all the black and white dance floors

Shining like gold

In old portals

Telling my ghost song

Lit by a ring of burning fire

My old music

The wizard's new wand

Held by me

The immortal singer

Life's winds

Are blowing baby

And my wands

A singing

The Lizard Kings

Reborn to be retouched

Back on the road

Appearing in

Golden storms and through

Fire lit beautiful portals

Singing occult

Songs to still hypnotize

And preach to the listening

Mortals

For

I am The Golden Man

From beyond the silvery stars

Here to breach

All within reach

Who wants to live at

My Devil's Dam

To talk with me and my

Demons and lambs

To open old

Fire lit doors

Be seduced by my words

Used as

My golden lyre

Tell all the people

Around you

And

Will you just listen

As I relight

Your deepest desires

As I rework Old Babylon

Where we'll

Shine like gold

In old newly lit portals

Waiting with the Unknown Soldier

To appear on this

Moonlight drive bye

In these strange days until the very

End

When the music's over

And no longer plays

Will you wait for me

Under the eternal Grey Sun

To walk the soft LGBT parade

Filled

With loose L.A. men and wild women

I know

Billy the Hitchhiker came for me in

July in seventy-one

As I laid in that warm bath

Before we walked up

Devil Dams

Badly worn bridle path

After we shared a brown feast

A feast for well-loved friends

To celebrate me being down for so long

Now you know

I'm here with

Pamela

Riding the white crystal ship and thinking

She was always the one

That red-haired unhappy girl

I once met in the London Fog

When I was young

On the Sunset Strip in 1965

My cosmic partner now is in here with me

Watching the twenty-seven club play

On big screens

When I was once alive

The silk and wine

Are now together again

For true love

Can never be outrun

No matter what the Man

Or any old pagan

God's say

As long as their stories and memories

Are still sung

Under the 3 am sun

Shall I open the doors of perception

Where nothing is real and

Invite you into a

Strange marriage of heaven and hell

Will you wait for me

The Golden Man

Talking now

From beyond the silvery stars

Now living at Devil's Dam

Talking to my lambs

Sitting with JPL

And Ron

Talking about my wild love

Just

Working my own version of

The twenty-seven club

Here in an old Babylon

Copyright John Duffy    

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