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& i wandered lonely as a cloud….meditation and pilgrimmage solitude and with dear friends across this Union patch-work from Provincetown Massachusetts brewin’ coffee and Big Mama Thornton on transistor in living cottage room flooded with painting from mad dreams and poems taped to refrigerator Ezra Pound screams from asylum over Eternity to Mojave Desert skull eroding to Pegasus, Sedona Arizona Vortex Rattlesnake to Saint Petersburg Florida balling cabaret fishnet girls washing bodies in gin and diamonds to New York City Port Authority hold-up/three hundred smacks from shoe to Oklahoma City three-hour layover craddling a sobbing Comfort Inn front-desk woman whose husband back in shaved-head tumor dance on hospital bed in dust and bedro…

& i wandered lonely as a cloud….meditation and pilgrimmage solitude and with dear friends across this Union patch-work from Provincetown Massachusetts brewin’ coffee and Big Mama Thornton on transistor in living cottage room flooded with painting from mad dreams and poems taped to refrigerator Ezra Pound screams from asylum over Eternity to Mojave Desert skull eroding to Pegasus, Sedona Arizona Vortex Rattlesnake to Saint Petersburg Florida balling cabaret fishnet girls washing bodies in gin and diamonds to New York City Port Authority hold-up/three hundred smacks from shoe to Oklahoma City three-hour layover craddling a sobbing Comfort Inn front-desk woman whose husband back in shaved-head tumor dance on hospital bed in dust and bedroom, from Memphis Tenessee whiskey-prophecies under table zooming along with James Gavin and his glass-beaded-throat-blues on Beale to New Orleans brotherhood black street stompings with Bryan G. ending up in bayou creekbed makin’ it with this woman before bar-mirror watching the bourbon sparkle in her closed eyes to Columbus Ohio three-mile hike through fern and linden-sweat-coughs in cramped belly laughter with Steven S. and Jen P. from Eulonia Georgia kissing bare-bellies and pink glossed lips behind gas station looking for vats of boiled peanuts amongst orange highway cones, crushed Cola tins, burning barrels & soiled cots all because she said she needed to feel her body against another’s to know she wasn’t a ghost to Ripley West Virginia smoking cigarettes in diesel air watching high school boys pull up in hot rod squeals to Circle K and lean on hot hoods brooding about the day’s women and choked fuel lines all to Aurora Ohio amongst a grove of family, friends, pretty women, tuliptree, maple, ironwood, heartwood, deer, raccoon, fox, bear & bird