September 4
Howdy, I’ve come to talk with y’alll
I want to hear about this new outfit here on Srila Gurudeva’s farm.
I saw it in a backdrop before in the days on Thirteenth Street
The peacocks swooned in ecstasy there and that’s why I’m so enthusiastic to learn how it came to this new dress, the oldest of all.
Smanas flower leis what more do I have to say?
The respect goes to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and the repair crew stops us for so long that the gecko takes matters to his own hand and he pulls me through the line. All along the main road the cruiser king sits in review while the pedalers come and go the beasts snarl too. Further down the stars are rising and we stop to watch. Then it’s on to Bhakta Blade’s kutir. He’s been visiting the city of urges and recently returned. To the natural bridges where the tourists go and we turn to the west cliff the toffee nose jumps from the bridge green pen in hand with a parachute that has ‘fragment’ scrawled across it. We weave in and out of traffic of all types to the sufferer thakura. He has a new leis on both his neck and board. From there we circumambulate the spinner’s church . Over the railroad bridge where the mountain men are doing supermans. The leaping monque sees that toffee nose has followed us in a sopwith camel and is sky writing “fragment” across the sky. The gecko takes his leave at the shop and I speed on for the ratri kalina bhoga.
In his orange dhoti Krsna shows that he is indeed a brahmacari. While Mahaprabhu is in a purple kirta and white dhoti Gandharvika has a purple sari with an orange choli. They dance the night away under the stars in the warm September night.