Feasts of Mushroom Plenty
  
 Put down the musket, put down the hoe,
 put down the marketing bag
 and take up a life of crime
 against the workaday grind
 plowing trenches across lifetimes and souls;
 the sun rises only once,
 but the moon rides on forever,
 dusting silver light down
 upon all the roads to freedom,
 and joy and that kind of mushroom plenty
 to feed the millions now wandering
 among the trees
  
 What looks like doom through TV eyes 
 evaporates to mist and shadows
 and the ghosts of blind accountants
 and the technocrats of soulless dread
  
 Let the moonlight shine in!
 Let the mushrooms grow!
 Sit back on a twilight lawn 
 and watch foxes, deer and bats
 teach the ways of the night
 at the borders of the lingering,
 remembering mind—
 the morning birds all died in the heat,
 and the early fruits withered on the vine,
 while creatures of the shadows
 hold feasts of wine and love
 and endless time
   

A multi-media artist living near San Antonio, Jeff Bagato produces poetry and prose as well as electronic music and glitch video. He has published nineteen books, all available through the usual online markets, including And the Trillions (poetry) and The Toothpick Fairy (fiction). A blog about his writing and publishing efforts can be found at http://jeffbagato.com