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The Lost Goddess Pyramid
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People people people hiding in metal cocoons
rolling rolling rolling all around most afternoons
& they’re lying down inside refrigerated tombs
dozing in front of TVs that turn them into goons.
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I met an Egyptian goddess in the tumbleweeds
she pushed me down, made me her wanton slave
the pretty ancient disappeared in a puff of dust
I sit in front of a pyramid now a wanting to behave.
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All the people sneak around behind tinted windows
I stick a thumb out, they lock their flying-by doors
I walk ’til I’m dead as they pay oodles for a private ride
as they build acres of parking lot & bigger dumber stores.
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So now I sit in the sand in front of The Lost Goddess Pyramid
awaiting a swirl of dust to do what the last one did
numerous trains roll by, a chunk of stone falls off my nose
buried beneath a footprint & a trombone blows…
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(Copyright Clyde Collins 2011)
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photos
Khafre Pyramid, Egypt
Great Sphinx, early 1900s