there were lucid happy moments i remember them oh so well, fishing for pike in northern lakes, Gun Smoke reruns in black and white learning to drive, taking the stage, there were lucid happy moments hid in closets praying for sleep, Midwest tornados, swirling rage pyramids and razor blades, Doe’s Motel homeless, swimming pools, there […]

via Growing Up Crazy — like mercury colliding…

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