Monday 1st June



Asleep in a jam on the M25, fallen out of the sky, folded inside-out, blood irradiated, a few less brain cells, muscles stuff & still alive, the kick drum still my dealer – dancing with thousands giving good energy in return. Yeah, trashed but smiling.


3 thoughts on “Monday 1st June

  1. The gifts of a great weekend. Ohm and the absence is no more and the heart is fonder. Writing to my friend incarcerated in the States, the tears roll. Such a sensitive and beautiful soul shouldn’t be in a place like that, all he needed was some help. Rehab and his guitar and a fair amount of love was all that was required. Jails, institutions and death, we know this to be true. I hope he finds peace of mind.

  2. Do you remember the ‘golf girl’ too?Fucking genius*****!
    And how many stars you would spend for what did they done of her?

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