Kamikaraoke

Today disappeared a half hour ago
now the horizon turns crimson and tangerine..
maliciously glimmering with a slow anger.
while the spinning vortex at the nose dances against twilight
creating an incredible contra-rotating center of brilliance.
push the stick down on this flying question mark.
head west,turn this magic carpet around.
look for blue,against the vast inpenetrable darkness.
seconds like minutes,minutes like hours,base is light-years away.
the great loneliness now becomes immensely dangerous
as dials and gauges gyrate counterclockwise,
as if submitting to smooth green hills lecherously rushing up from under.