songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

apes of wrath

it’s a place where everyone says  i hope you never return

i hope you never see me again    instead of namaste

there is no peace  in these rooms

 

i heard screams+crying in the night  a demented childwoman

shuffled  in terrycloth robes  ratty  fragrant with fecal  we heard

her cry again  when we visited the replacement surgeon

 

ours having fled to Greece  where the bones of Seneca  moulder

You will not die because you are sick   but because you are alive

i lost my thrill in those rooms  dating back to 17

 

at mother’s vivisection  byebye joie de vivre  did i ever have a shred?

hmmmm  brief moments in Cali  when i still believed in the BIG SUR

of  Miller Kerouac Liz Smart    by Nepenthe i sat down and wept

..she was like a beautiful dinner left out overnight..she was sumptuous

but the guests were gone..    James Salter  Light Years   1975

 

fools live their lives backwards  and of a Sunday morning  google

an old whore  who bilked your dazzling father  who raged like a bull

of his youth   +his last semblance of saintly

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Winter 2025  ..why u so smart Seneca the Younger?…🏛🏛

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