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Returned to the coast of the 
mind, the tide of energy 
wetness, rising in and out 
we sat on the park 
bench, the sun rays a warm 
blanket upon skin 
cracked out galling gulls 
stared wide-eyed, beaks
gaping chasm of nature 

Allen, oh Allen! Oh Ginsberg!
how you inspired me 
the night wind of anticipation
enveloped my steps and 
dreams the day before 

Crowd surfing canvas 
of multi-colored ethnicity 
painted city steps I walked 
from the Cafe of Sorrows 
to the Mecca of bookstores 
donning myself with HOWL 
this and HOWL that
read HOWL, lived HOWL 
saw HOWL on the 
nights plutonium screen 
theater as narrow as the cave 
that births the mind 
births us all
I saw you Allen 
OH Allen!
OH Ginsberg!
read of you and saw 
myself, my life, my 
friends and then knew
knew what?
knew hope

The next day with the 
gulls and a great 
friend, a brother 
           a comrade 
I sat with you 
Oh Allen and your tome 
of poetry, a Bible 
of poetic expression
           and
                  gay liberation 

we descended upon the shore amongst  rocks 
and wetness, the past 
lives in this place 
the markings of teens 
long remembered etched 
into the rock face 
surfaces of our minds 
looking back at the 
shore seeing the true
perception of life and 
seeing how small it 
was then the last time 
I was there a 
decade ago 
moving to the rhythm of the sea 
how time truly does soar
clouds of reality 

after taking the path 
I took in youth 
now an adult 
friend grasping my 
hand to guide me 
upward, arms slung 
over each other 
platonic embrace 
sitting again 
I pick you up 
Allen and read 
of past tender love 
and poetic intercourse 
OH Allen!
OH Neal Cassady!
the fireworks 
of my mind lit 
up the night sky 
of my cranium, my 
skull was cleared 
of all the past mistakes 
regrets and sadness 
the ability to see
the path now shown 
by you 
Oh Allen!
reading your words of 
tenderness and loving 
being at this place by 
the sea 
and with a friend 
I feel I have 
known since time 
primordial when our 
souls were yet 
clay 
I cried 
Oh Allen!
I cried for the 
permission, the chance 
the gift to let 
it go 
Bring down the 
Wall
Pink
break down the dam 
of separation 
unite with feeling 
and release it
toss it onto the 
ever present 
sea 
sow the seeds 
and let the 
good times grow
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