I'm Leery, Dr. Timothy Poem by Francie Lynch

'Turn on, ' he preached,
A psychodelic mantra.

'Turn off, ' I rejoin.
Recharge your battery.
Hear the place.
Don't skip out.

'Tune in.'
That's what he proclaimed,
Like a hallelujah chorus.

'Tune out, ' I say.
Extract the buds, and smell the flowers.

'Drop out, ' his litany ended.
Alone, or with drop outs?
Distances and depths vary.
But his voice carried.

'Drop by, ' I say. Stay awhile.
Drink strong tea, and walk in the garden,
With me.