Monthly Archives: November 2010

He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother

It’s A Long, Long Road, From Which There Is No Return, While We’re On The Way To There, Why Not Share New Girl And N.Y.C. Foibles ’70 The next day Jim and I went sight seeing with Vicky, the chick … Continue reading

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The Bottle Let Me Down

I’ve Always Had A Bottle I Could Turn To And Lately I’ve Been Turnin’ Every Day Bowery Time After Leaving Dave’s Place Bottles And Cans Explode Back at Sandy’s, I found the apartment door locked. I didn’t know when Sandy … Continue reading

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Seattle Dave In N.Y.C.

Say Hello To Dad And Shake His Poor Hardworking Hand And Send A Picture Of Mother If You Can The Most Memorable Dinner Ever I phoned David, the cat I met hitchhiking in California. We had hitchhiked up the coast … Continue reading

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Washington Square N.Y.C

Diamonds And Rust–Washington Square–Our Breath Comes Out White Clouds, Mingles And Hangs In The Air, Speaking Strictly For Me, We Both Could Have Died Then And There St. Patrick’s Day Parade 1970 Two hours after I began my search for … Continue reading

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New World Symphony

Does It Worry You To Be Alone-No I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends What An Arrival—New York City Back on the highway, I would have preferred warmer weather, but the sun was shinning and the rides … Continue reading

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With A Little Help From My Friends

A Counter Culture Moment With Janet—Special March, ’70 My parents were always happy to see me when I returned home safe from one of my journeys. This time however, I didn’t accomplish what I had set out to do; that … Continue reading

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Miller’s Blues

Mobby Grape He Was Shattered When He Saw How Everything’s Exactly As It Seems Hitchhiking Tennessee Feb. 1970 The weather was much better now, and hitchhiking wasn’t bad either. If it weren’t for everybody trying to do me a favor … Continue reading

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A Song For All The Seasons Of Your Mind

Society’s Child All The Muddy Ponds And Dirty Sewers, Feed Your Mind Upon A Skewer Black Sky, Bitter Wind Hitchhike It was gloomy the next day, synonymous with my disposition. After taking the bus to the end of the line, … Continue reading

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Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down

On The Sunday Morning Sidewalk, Wishing, Lord, That I Was Stoned Time To Pack It In New Orleans ’70 Waking up in the morning, I grabbed a handful of stale chips from the bag on the table and popped open … Continue reading

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Infidels

What’s A Sweetheart Like You Doing In A Dump Like This In My Room New Orleans ’70 The room had a double bed and was fairly clean with adequate ventilation. A stove and sink were in the corner of the … Continue reading

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