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His consciousness
blown to all proportions
Four Hi fi stereo speakers
screaming rock and roll
through the open windows
of his speeding car
flying on the dusty road
toward the beach
Brown smoky dust
running out from his wheels
as the woman
from his speakers
inside his shiny black coupe
Sings for the whole world to hear
Moma's baby wants love

Irwin R. Shaw - July 5th 1988