Floating in endless time,
all our loving young personages,
1973 spring or summer
off the one Halfmoon Bay
up into Pescadero 40 foot
suspension bridge across the creek,
winding dusty road, redwoods pine,
cabins summer homes redneck
houses and onward, clearing on
pine ridge, meadow, hippie-hill
where all are welcome flowerchildren,
zen couples, pagan lips and breasts,
tan surf collegiate peninsula
witches poetic-shaman, breads
homemade forest salads, victory
garden mushrooms, cheeses, red wine
flowing, sweatlodge, visions; two
story wooden VW rear picture windows
along a sun room, pot belly stove
downstairs, country sci-fi-living,
bubbles of past bursting into the future
around the campfire spells
and TIMEX expectations and
everyone's fortunes expanding like
an OOOMMMM - 'Night in the
Woods', power spots of the Moon,
dark holes of fear, hands holding
hands, eyes filled with electric universes
of TRUTH, friends, brothers, cultural
sisters onward creating Blessing The
Void of Potential. --Dust Devil/
came up the road / one afternoon in/
windy sunlight -
everyone understood.
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(c) John C. Morrison, 1996