In That
Other Fantasy
Where
We
Live
Forever
we were never caught we partied the southwest, smoked it from L.A. to El Dorado worked odd jobs between delusions of escape drunk on the admonitions of parents, parsons & professors driving faster than the road or law allowed. our high-pitched laughter was young, heartless & disrespected authority. we could be heard for miles in the night the Grand Canyon of a new manhood. womanhood discovered like the first sighting of Mount Wilson we rebelled against the southwestern wind we got so naturally ripped, we sprouted wings, crashed parties on the moon, and howled at the earth we lived off love. It was all we had to eat when you split you took all the wisdom and left me the worry
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So sad a sweet colorful rich energy a presence you could not help but feel who could touch your soul the earth cries and it is a loss for all of us and the streets of Los Angles have lost a love but her poems and spirit will remain
s j kalinich
Do not be afraid to cry.
sjk
Sad and heart breaking to see her go, but when she split , luckly we are left with the magic and power of her words.