soft air in my lungs

philip k dick  william burroughs allen ginsberg james douglas morrison thomas pynchon frank herbert




they say it's a cold world
and it is
don't mind what i'm writing
it deserves the money
supermarket of bright purple dreams
we're living trough a prediction
made long ago
by addicts of all kind
i love to eat
all kinds of lovely spanish food
i'm always sorry for what i've done
but here in nebraska
my huskies are begining to get
awful
but the hope comes
always in the form of a
precious stone
that keeps me free
to forget and breathe
soft air in my lungs