Dreams
Including you, fever pitched
Laced with codeine

Bold, romantic, and star struck
As usual.
Dreaming a wild ride through Hollywood streets and a walk up to

Empty pools of Flynns Estate.
A walk in the Mullhuland park....(Mulrays Baby by Polanski)
Dripping in every nuance of *** and romance culled in the dark.

But you in Tennessee, and I in Denver, alive and awake in our
Screaming agony of head colds, while your wife attends you.
Do you dream my dream? Are we young then? Or is love a strange

Forgotten ideal, lost with punk rock and death rock....and is life but a dream....rowing that awful trip to God.