indian summer

Indian summer
flash my boob, knockers, knickers
and gay roads untravelled
a mother way to pray
to those departed not too long ago
for those i pray
in my Indian summer
come to the rain o' tears
when daddy disappeared
with his accent and black hair
as i lay down
bothered, molested
and gravely ill with heat
Indian summer
caught me unawares
with ramblings of a beautiful
redhead, Deliriums of beauty
for she was me
during past Indian Summers
of past unreturning lives.
ah, ah, way to go Sweet Elijah
ah, ah, don't forget always come home
ah, ah, falling in continuity
falling in continuity