Notes from America's free section

"Notes from America's free section"


Note 1 'experiment'

 Abandonment soul whimper. Un-moved soul-less blurt. Voices of elsewhere. Depraved Depression. Comparative condition. Couch surrounded by dark mirrored windows. Depraved soul. Uncertain zen. Hard to obtain hair style.


Note 2 'Heat and Light'

Rolling through the hexagonal courtyards. Atrium after atrium in an annex.

Waves across the donning from the sky. In a self made 'dribbling' jewelled ball cap “ I could do anything in a space like this, I could instantly unfold my possible imaginings." Synthesized and re-synthesized into these hyperdimensional objects, superspace spun a galactic ecology of stars, a swarming hive of dragonfly constellations.  A sensitive physics experiment in the midst of a drunken bacchanal. Lungs that wave the universe.  

Note 3 ' Traveling as a true Self'

Roller coasters, coasting roads,

large rolling waves, we would like to be 

As much as we used to be.

A breeze to the deepest of the lungs all about.

Stars like masts and a red sparkling red sparks arc.

Standing in love in the parking lot to the hori-zion.

Spiralling arc of orange in the sky, on the ground, and in the insides

Easiest spirals of warmth in a cheering time.


Note 4 'Reunion'

A bright haze of light


A jaunt around the area

Refreshing relaxation, refreshing the calibrations

The patio for resting

A long warm wash of sun

Breathing and clouds

The windows becoming statically bound

The astro turf ripples like waves on the coast

Held onto holding on by patio lawn chairs

In a heavenly nirvana

So happy to be together in the heigh’ city

Simply wafting as the clouds,

so close to the streaks of white,

as if there is an embrace.

The warm daze of summers time

A trickle of songs to master

The duality that seems for-ever “All is lost if it’s never heard, and all is lost once told.”


Note 5 'friends'

a lighter passed
between friends.


Note 6 'time and perspiration '

Through the doors of time and perspiration

a journey; and how we sprang slowly.

People with some sense of Knowledge,

The dew drips above the ground.


Note 7 'drive'

Drive through the fields of golden dreams and wonder, this wandering.


At night the fields are held by the shimmering darkness.

sung to by the crickets beside the owls

All the insect kingdom seems to pulsate

A sweet sound that helps and the air

to gently go in breaths to the moon

A rail road stretching again into the horizon

Wavery light

Behind the train trestle a town rest'


Note 8 'amber waves of grain'

A justice is the friend of the Magistrate

Amidst the amber waves of grain

Where depression is in session

Ha, well depresion is a session.

Ripple the walls of the lawless.

Our feet wandered us

The white of the mountains


Note 9 'proper'

Free and properly feeling.

The dreams allow for glimpses of proper life.

Bright smiles across many places.

 “Oh yess then the minds errors can be fixed, like  digital defragmentation! The heart is good at defragmentation! (receives soup)”


Note 11 ' Sometimes'

Sometimes the only way to live

is to focus on what can be seen.

When a search for truth is a search for blindness,

and a law or rule for all may be as the well...

May be as the well seen.

Yet the notion of the spirit immortal

is unheard, unseen, and for no one.


Note 12 ' youthful'

Past the english turnstyles of youth

Chats of fasion

Thorough thoroughfare


Note 13 'Telephone poles'

Posters on telephone poles

band tales

Chalk on sidewalk

childish purity

Wall of wonder

mutual aid


Note14 'Only a desert'

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Into a room

Chair across the way

Echoes in