Inhalt
Where is Miles Davis
Taking my mind to a
D
I
F
F
E
R
E
N
T
place.....MANIC
H
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M
A
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S
walk on by.....
My grey yellow submarines
t
A
K
I
N
G
me to the promised land....
Fighting my own
S
E
L
F......
Sylvia Plath screams!
I embrace the electric
U
N
I
V
E
R
S
E............
Dealing with the
Numbness.
Cody laughs.
I am.
Tapping Conscious
T
H
O
U
G
H
T.....
Tom Jefferson screams!
15 odd grunts having one
M
O
R
E
cup of joe-----
Tom Joad
F
I
G
H
T
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hunger pains.......
Single Moms making
u
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V
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N
ends meet.....
Too tired to cry....Too
T
I
R
E
D
to feel...
Looking within
B
L
A
N
K
mirrors.....
S
E
A
R
C
H
I
N
G
for a teenage dream.
My Aspie Mind taking me to the
p
R
O
M
I
S
E
D
land.....
C
O
U
S
I
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Arthur looking down
From up above.
John Wayne points a
S
T
E
R
N
finger.....
The illusion of insanity becoming
R
E
A
L....
Andy Warhol laughs.
Shakespearean Drama
R
I
S
I
N
G
to the surface....
i challenge the
Darkness.
Anne Sexton knew.
The Last Picture Show
P
L
A
Y
I
N
G
at 10 pm.
Pet Sounds ringing
W
I
T
H
I
N
sensitive ears.
L
I
B
E
R
T
Y
or Death!
Thus Noah readies The
A
R
K....
G
R
A
N
D
M
A
Nellie guiding me from
Up above. Writing to live as i
L
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V
E
to write.
I see.
A light flickering
w
I
T
H
I
N
madness.
Casual Strangers giving me
H
O
P
E....
Is the party
Over!
Somewhere under the
R
A
I
N
B
O
W.......
Shaelin writes.
The Education of Danny
W
I
L
S
O
N
continues..............
S
T
A
R
V
I
N
in Tijuana.
C
A
F
F
E
I
N
E
fiends taking a
Deep breath.
Does anyone care!
I
N
S
A
N
E
in the membrane-----------
A flawed existence
Percolates!
Beatrice Maye leading me
D
O
W
N
the yellow brick road.
i am.
i was.
Savannah Grown is
Real.........
Octane Overlords
C
R
Y......
J D Salinger tapping a
S
E
N
S
I
T
I
V
E
psyche.
T
H
O
U
G
H
T
F
U
L
housekeepers pondering
I
N
F
I
N
I
T
Y.............
Thus The Bard Dies...
T
H
U
S
The Bard Cries.
I put on my
Mask.
i face cascading
D
E
M
O
N
S........
Aloof Heroes leaping into an
E
N
D
L
E
S
S
abyss...
Alan Ginsburg
Howls!
Carol King smiles
A
N
E
W...
Green Goblins dotting a
T
I
J
U
A
N
A
sky.....
Why do i see the
R
A
I
N.....
Keeping my
Sanity.
Loosing Virginia
Woolf.
Jack Kerouac reappearing
Q
U
I
E
T
L
Y.........
i see voices....i
E
N
T
E
R
Noahs Ark.
The End.
A Grey Sunset hitting The
T
I
J
U
A
N
A
Landscape.
S
A
N
I
T
Y
seems so far away.
Danny Wilson tried....
D
a
N
N
Y
Wilson cried.
Guitar Heroes scream!
i jump!
i see,
P
A
I
N
in the faces of babes.
L
A
D
I
E
S
of The Night battling hungry
B
E
L
L
I
E
S......
Finding Luke
S
K
Y
W
A
L
K
E
R........
C
L
O
S
I
N
G
tired eyes....
Chemtrails sprayed in the
C
L
O
U
D
S
above.
I.
Say.
MADNESS RISES WITHIN tHE
s
t
r
e
e
t
s
OF tIJUANA, mEXICO,
Why.
The Delta Variant
P
U
S
H
I
N
G
The Reset.
DayDream Believers entering
P
L
A
T
O
S
Cave.
Just Because.
Dagwood Bumstead
Roars.
H
O
M
E
L
E
S
S
folks walking with a thousand
Y
A
R
D
stare.
Frida Kahlo
P
O
I
N
T
I
N
G
a stern finger.
Tony Montana roars!
Nuff Said.
N
E
E
D
I
N
G
my own private
I
D
A
H
O.....
Y
O
U
N
G
children putting their
Game Faces on. Numb
P
O
E
T
S
trying to make sense of it
All. i shout!
Reality Bites!
i smile.
Cant we just get
a
L
O
N
G....
The Elites
S
I
P
P
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N
G
Adenochrome.
Rimbauld at 1pm.
R
E
T
I
R
I
N
G
my muse.
Thoughtful Eyes pointing me
B
E
Y
O
U
N
D
the abyss.....
1
9
8
4
morphing into The
A
F
T
E
R
S
H
O
C
K....
Cigarette Men Flow....
C
I
G
A
R
E
T
T
E
Men Grow.
Leaving for
Arizona!
Mr. Joad sings.
The Elites
P
L
A
Y
4D Chess.
Less Than
Z
E
R
O.....
i empty out my
M
I
N
D....
i create a
B
L
A
N
K
slate......
Joe Biden knows!
Another Dark Winter
C
O
M
E
S....
One more shot of
T
E
Q
U
I
L
A....
Brittle Bones taking
A
N
O
T
H
E
R
beating...
Sleepless in
T
I
J
U
A
N
A....
Finding Peter Parker at
11am. Virginia
J
O
N
E
S
walking me down the yellow
B
R
I
C
K
road....
am i a Savant.
Not!
15 odd grunts
H
A
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G
I
N
G
at Dennys.
On the verge of
Burnout!
i cry silent
Tears.
A 7 year journey coming
F
U
L
L
circle....
SideStepping
P
U
R
P
L
E
people eaters.
Demons
F
A
D
I
N
G
to black.
M
A
N
I
C
minds racing at
2am.
Jenn smiles.
Keeping it
Real!
Elevating the
P
E
O
P
L
E
S
voice...
Mom and Pop pinch
D
E
V
A
L
U
E
D
Pesos...
Broke Poets
T
R
Y
I
N
G
to find peace.
Tom Sawyer
Laughs!
A
N
O
T
H
E
R
brick in the
W
A
L
L-----
Maybe.
Mexican Pawnshops filled to the
R
I
M.....
C
A
L
L
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N
G
Major Tom!
is Homer
S
I
M
P
S
O
N
real....
i walk down Mr.
R
O
D
G
E
R
S
neighborhood....
T
R
Y
I
N
G
to process this
S
A
T
A
N
I
C
world....
The Human Slave
T
R
A
D
E
is real!
Fallen Angels
D
R
I
N
K
I
N
G
adenochrome.
Nuff Said!
T
H
I
N
K
I
N
G
about Aunt Fannie at
6pm-
In a staTE of
R
E
F
L
E
C
T
I
O
N....
Finding Anne
S
E
X
T
O
N
inside The Mexican
Landscape.
I cried today.
i died today.
15 seconds of
P
E
A
C
E
fading quietly.
Hearing Poe.
C
A
R
L
Sandburg tapping a
S
E
N
S
I
T
I
V
E
psyche............
E
A
R
S
ringing loudly.
C
H
I
L
D
R
E
N
of a Lesser God
F
I
G
H
T
I
N
G
for peace....
P
E
O
P
L
E
lying in the streets of
T
I
J
U
A
N
A
Happy Folks walk on
B
Y....
Humanity cries!
a silent stranger
S
H
O
U
T
I
N
G
words of wisdom....
3rd Bass knows!
Returning to
P
E
Y
T
O
N
Place....
Leaving The Valley of The
d
O
L
L
S....
The World becoming a
L
A
S
T
picture show.
Shaelin Writes!
Savannah Brown roars!
Joe Biden
P
R
E
P
A
R
I
N
G
for a Dark Fall.
Xmen rise!
L
O
S
I
N
G
Noam Chomsky.
Yes.
Poetry is my
O
N
L
Y
saving grace.
Hemingway speaks!
Just Because.
A
L
L
things must come to an
E
N
D....
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