Tin Man

Tin Man

The day was bright and sunny. By nightfall it was honey. We’ll skip the naked parts. The next day would have risen To a beautiful beginnin’ If you only had a heart. Each week brought a new drama. Each month a brand new trauma And so I played it hard.…

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Shanti R.I.P.

Purple Candles

I just found out last night that a friend (with benefits back when I didn’t know that “free love” meant guilt free use) of mine who “fell off the grid” after I woke up, didn’t go to India.  That was something he just told me so that I wouldn’t worry about…

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