Flow Chart

Flow Chart 60 x 80 cm - acryl on board

THE LUNATIC IS ON THE GRASS

Which is a good place for anyone

to be--it’s so hot--beneath the trees, dozing

in some dreamless void of foliage and dirt,

dealers pacing the shadows

and grinning full of hope.

A raw whiff of garlic something

or other from Bardolino’s open kitchen

window reeks of the good life,

a fishing village, say, in southern Italy

animal eyed people with white smiles

gesticulating all over the place.

The pink domes under which they seem to live.

Limestone, olives, a fiasco of counterfeit

Chianti and lots of time to drink it.

Go on tell us one more time how summer

can only mean Pink Floyd live in the Stadt-

park, Hamburg, you and I drinking beer

on our new balcony, eating take-out

chicken curry, getting off on all that

lunatic music for free. I think

the primroses were a dusty pink—you like to say—

the lilacs just about kaput. So was it summer,

or late spring? The sun flaming out behind the trees.

The music clear as a fount.

Pink Floyd - Time