John Clare Stokes
The iron butterfly soared
Upon the wind
Down from the red mountain
The chimes of heaven
Tinkling
Don’t you know I’ll
Always be true?
Only in a seventeen minute span
Plummet to earth
Cast drunken, a windless tangle
From an
In-a-gadda-da-In the garden of Eden
John Clare Stokes
The iron butterfly soared
Upon the wind
Down from the red mountain
The chimes of heaven
Tinkling
Don’t you know I’ll
Always be true?
Only in a seventeen minute span
Plummet to earth
Cast drunken, a windless tangle
From an
In-a-gadda-da-vida.
In the year 68 the Iron Butterfly came out with 17 minute song and we drove over to the Subterranean Circus head shop on 10 South Main in Dreamsville, Hogtown or Gainesville to get the vinyl. We got home and put it on the family console, taking off the Perry Como, laid on the carpet and turned the volume way up, for our parents were not home yet. We were no longer rednecks from Williston but hard rockers. Or so we imagined.
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