Burning away into the Purple Haze and Dark Side of the Moon

Sometimes I dream

From atop four rubber wheels

Cracking and sputtering

With Hendrix and Floyd coming out of the worn speakers

That I was born in another time

Where records spin, while needles carved

Sounds of generational change

When people were not simply hooked

Like addicts, sniffing for their next fix

To the buzzing, beeping, insistent noise

Where the rags we wore were corduroys, bellbottoms, and flannel

Hair grew to the ankles of the cannabis-laced haze

And dreams of freedom

While government’s plotted to fight wars, gas prices soared

Yet, no one stood by to watch their own demise

Not of their physical being, but their minds

Free thinking, expression, all gone by the wayside

To collapse at the feet of our beautiful demigods

Who flapped wings and we in listless servitude

Mouthed the words they told us

rebellion was found in the simplest things

While sitting in grass, the cool air blowing apart lips

Fragranced with an oily mixture of the sun

Hair blowing away into the sky

Parting the light with flickering eyelids

Smelling the fresh cut summertime delight

Of grass clipping, gasoline, and meat on grills

As burning liquid seeps down deep into our stomachs

And we emote sounds from the deepest wells of our souls

Cigarettes smoke rose from our fingers

Up to join the fiery excursion of the stars

And we gulped the beer and the whiskey until

We exclaimed we had forgotten,

and gave into the band like song of

laughter and smoke and alcohol and love

And played them like instruments

Until the moon said goodbye with a wisp

And the sun greeted us most joyfully with eternal groans

Burning away our time

our discontent

our fire

our pain

our memory

into the echoes of the universe

Who played symphonic melodies to the sound of

Our bodies’ rhythms

Then I come to my senses

get out of my cavernous metal shell

slam shut its metallic entrance

And return to present day

With discontented denial and smiles

Reviews

wow love the imagery and detail

this is so wonderful

[Octob3r Star]

Old soul... sweet