Damn Strange Day – Dream Babies

What a strange day

It’s clear

I guess they know, I am getting out alive

Despair there at work

I go on my regular walk

The little, small dog is pulling me harder than the oxen tilling the fields

What the hell is his problem?

I almost turn around, but the little guy has got to get out and sniff the green grass

Pick up a sandspur or two

So on we walk or I walk and he pulls

Whatever

A woman in the distance

Dark, wearing all black coming our way

Holding her slipper, wearing the other one

I politely hold him back as always

Damn dog pulls

Getting closer

She’s tapping her chest in a rhythmic way and chanting

What the hell is her problem?

Shanti chanting it seems

She draws closer

Rhythmic walk

Tapping chanting tapping chanting

Her eyes meet mine

There’s nothing there! Hollow and her lips of vitiligo rappity rapping

What is she saying?

It’s the most ominous thing

And whoosh, what’s that feeling?

Has she just stole my soul?

Damn dog pulling

Never have I seen such a walk and a talk or such a sauntering shoeless thing

A woman entranced by Santaria

Voodoo trance

Dog stops pulling, takes a poo

And she’s coming back this way

Oh no! We’re trapped

Hurry up dog!

I stand and face her head on

Summon the power of the Tocabagas, the Lakota Siouxs

Eyes lock again distantly

Stomp my left foot, stomp my right

Ripple the energy out

Feathers and bells on my feet

Ripple the energy out towards her

She stops, she knows, she feels it barricade her back

She’s taken aback, doesn’t move an inch more

Dog knows, dog sounds off

Something fierce

We flee

Can’t get away

What has she done to me?

We can’t take the shortcut

Oh damn this strange day!

Damn dog pulling

We take the long way

I can’t sit still when I get home

Now I’m in the Voodoo trance

Eyes rolling back

Say a prayer and a solemn one

Wings of angels conceal us, me and the dog

Don’t drink the spell, conjure my soul back!

What the hell was that!?

Damn strange day!