smoking cannabis sativa with a good mocha that dispels the fog of night smoking cannabis sativa with its bright green color and many crystals sparkling in kitchen half-light
everything goes everything goes the thorn and the rose everything goes the beat and the ryhme it all goes in time the summer beach and the lake that froze : everything goes
I feel asleep to the T.V. and "dreamt" of a snow-storm coming of revolt in Egypt, of the nervous, loaded stock market, of unfathomable amounts of oil passing daily through the Suez Canal
We are travelers in Virtuallia: (echoes of apparitions in the crowd) post-hip, post-censorship pornographic sky-scraper minds taking the silicon Jesus trip "kill your radio"
the sense of never having fit in, the memory of anarchy and suffering and knowledge (swollen beyond reality) of the frailty of life the depression of those who read the sad and glorious