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We lie naked on San Francisco moonlit rooftops

******* glittering in god's hand

And Eye

And in the glow of gold coin

Of Indian casino evenings

Of death and errant *******

And dead sheriff dreams

""

It don't matter none no more

After the first betrayal

And the death of integrity

Nothing matters as you see

We are no
Longer human beings '

Just walking manures

Unfit for even *******

Or  torture

Or misogynistic interpretations


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Our ***** are so full of our heads

We can hardly take a **** any more

And we are into ******* corpses again

••

We lie naked on rooftops

Under San Francisco

Evening skies

the moon

Screams words of love

Upon the naked breezes

Of our total
Meditation

Upon the true creator of creation

and his naked maiden in the naked moonlight

:::

The naked bridge sways across the bay at

The break
Of naked dawn

& we (finally) were there

::

I love being with you

Upon the
Dead hippie streets

Where dead yuppies await to compete with you

For valuable graveyard space

As everyone soon will be dead

""

In naked ****** we *******   futilely

On San Francisco tenement rooftops

In the naked moonlight

••

I love your naked body more than I love you

I escape you by worshiping your pulsating punk

*****

In the moonlit San Francisco night

Amid the Black Panther promise

Of a better tomorrow

And you too were here

Before The Great Betrayal

Of the dawn

Feel like being a sapling
In a ***; amidst sophisticated jungle
Trimmed; poised to be all alluring
nourished with manures
Receive daily drizzles
And hours of sunlight
Live in profusion;
Often get pretty looks
Of a lass or her pet!
Tender touch before getting pluck
My budding, flowering dreams!
Really Live in profusion
Receive drizzles
before my roots feel thirst;
All profusion
And my nourished roots
Satiated rest
on the inner wall of ***;
Without having a tinge
of perpetually denied
umbilical cord to
The Earth's womb.