Salt and Light
by Chad Smith
Here once again
We speak of Brother Gibberish
Read his book, study his work
How can we do this without making sense?
Make it so he can't hurt himself
Fashion a harness
Same colors on the box of powder soap
The soap they used to remove the enamel
Brightness filled with dreams of teeth
Scrape off the enamel
Then he saw a new heaven and a new earth
Streets were paved with mold
Biodegradable cleaning agents (from coconut and corn)
Soda ash; and baking soda
As clever as clean bed sheets
A cloud of chalk and dust beneath the enamel
The poem seemed awkward in the end
Yes
We speak of Brother Gibberish
Read his book, study his work
How can we do this without making sense?
The devil is in his music
Strap his arms and legs down to the bedMake it so he can't hurt himself
Fashion a harness
His new creation will use the colors
Yellow, red and brownSame colors on the box of powder soap
The soap they used to remove the enamel
The cold white burst of heat
Walk toward the drips of sunlightBrightness filled with dreams of teeth
Scrape off the enamel
Lives his life as a beacon of light
A city on the pillThen he saw a new heaven and a new earth
Streets were paved with mold
5 simple ingredients
Limestone; feldspar;Biodegradable cleaning agents (from coconut and corn)
Soda ash; and baking soda
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The text is in brownAs clever as clean bed sheets
A cloud of chalk and dust beneath the enamel
A life that learned to love the knife
A shaky dismountThe poem seemed awkward in the end
Yes
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Author's Note
a newer one. I need to get back at it.
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"Here once again
We speak of Brother Gibberish"
It needed to be said.