Midnight Thoughts
Sometimes, in my journals, I'd just clear my mind and write whatever came to
mind, sublime to ridiculous. One sentence without relation to the other. No
sense of right, wrong, impropriety, or concern if it made sense or not. Once in
awhile you get strange results. Don't know if this will work, it's chancy, but, what
the hell, I'll give it a try...
Wonder why some moments etched into memory for no apparent reason? As a
kid, a rush to be the first to wake up, so we could get on the swings my father
built before anyone else stole the only two seats. fear of nuclear war ever
pervasive... first kiss, first love, first girl... she'll forever be the first, and never
forgotten...enjoying smoking cigarettes...lookin', feelin' so mature...rememorable
New York parks...murder before me 436 madison ave...so easy for one to make
a fool of
themselves...I'm a pro!....being a young "greaser"...childhood baseball...the joys
of candy... climbing sturdy huge elms in front of house. lilacs,
lilies of the valley...swamps ...later...
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