Good morning, yogis and yoginis.
Woke up 5:54am with this phrase
on my tongue:
[clearly]
“If you could do a man
half a favor:
expect by glint
and zoom right thru.”
....all I remember is
it wasn’t a high concept dream.
So I hopped up,
wrapped a towel around me,
slipped out the door,
and slunk into the hot pool.
Then there was the tall Arab incursion.
Sorry,
my memory was infected,
no better way,
40 years later.
—Summer of Love (that’s class consciousness)
