Jethro Tull – Hot Mango Flush

Hot mango flush.

Ladies with ice cream hair –

Gyroscopic pink neon beams –

Everybody’s happy about something.

The crowd moves like a flock of starlings: they

switch direction as one.

Jive on the jukebox – Jack and Joker

split the night air with whoop and holler.

Faint aroma – wood smoke, old fish,

diesel harbour, roadside mongrel,

painted man with buttons barely

holding, bursting belly bulging.

Doe-eyed ragamuffin mumbling –

Scolded for some vague infraction.

Stole a penny candy-coloured

sweetheart kiss down at the market.

Down at the market all the world

seems to simmer:

Hot mango flush.