Echo Of Luscious Domain Poem by Suburban Lovechild

Echo of luscious domain
And (soothing) artistry
Reminiscent, they tell me
The lessons slipped to us (gently)
So take off, run, brother
The race is slipping
Regain composure
Surely the gods must
Feel good about this
A little margin for error
A little pinch of terror
So fun
All prepared for you
Submerse my Comrade
The Scottish fellow
Over yonder
(Barks) with (rare) reticence
Enabling all
This merry union of
Flash, melody and
Unencumbered joy.

(8/19/06, Lounge, Parker Palm Springs, Palm Springs CA)