zzz
let’s all get stoned dance on rubber bones walk with crooked spoons worship purple moons let’s all get stoned there’s nothing like the truth corrupting all our youth we like our hashish smooth let’s all…
lost
she was alone in a world that didn’t offer her a home pregnant sleeping on the street when her “boy friend” had an apartment just a block away one sometimes doesn’t want to wake up…
the dregs of spring
the spring has sprung the buds are young tailor made for the brigade to go off marching in the shade youth is like a slate of mica transparent yet a solid lump (i lika) so…