you
in perfect transparent
translations
6 dimensional shapes
rolling, falling, flying
away.
i have no idea who or what
you are.

remember that chinese place
off old 66?
i had no idea who i was then
but i would do it a million times over
again and again.

schizophrenic eyes
telephone conversations
alternate zodiacs, tigers and sheep.

piscean planning
and piscean demise.

dolores haze,
her very essence left
trampled on the page.
she was such a beauty in those days.

do you remember those
san franciscan lies?
they say it never rains
but i see that it does
all the time.
i’m still staying there
for all my life.

sweet, sick little complexities
there’s never a cycle you break.
you were in a room rull of people
who would meet your same fate.
three before thirty
you had no clue you’d lead the way.

socially starved, you say?
i guess i can’t deny it,
but i’ll fight it.