Radio Silence
Nights we tried to
Undo the endlessness

Dream-time splendors
She lent me her favors
Those paradise evenings

Radiated between
Crepuscular instances
We strove to hold

Breaking free with
No effort wild
Horses of our Desires
Slipping into paintings
Created Sometime

Choosing this silence
most of the time
I wonder why I'm still
someone

Can't keep these memories a lie
we don't uncover the
Great Spirit Mind

Yes I can ride away
If you want me too
I can burn All
Thes Poems I

Wrote for You

Untiled Remnant Written in GOA by some Hippie in the Late 60's

When you ghost on me
I have to ghost back

100 years or so
of Solitude

Make the statues of the
Statues decay
Until

One remembers the
Original self

(Images of primordial
Freedom)