Happy Hippie Adventures

 

No one reaches a high position without daring.—Publilius Syrus

Illuminate me. Please illuminate me. I have wanted you to illuminate me for so very long, my hippy shit adventurer soulmate.

I wanted you to illuminate me in that San Antonio public park near the water basin when you were wearing that sexy black dress.

I wanted you to illuminate me in Satan’s living room after the spaghetti dinner (you were wearing his giant white tee shirt).

I wanted you to illuminate me in my Datapoint living room where I took that picture of you that I always keep.

I wanted you to illuminate me in the Bone Club parking lot and in your Austin house where we chain-smoked cigarettes until we were green.

Illuminate me, my hippy shit adventurer soulmate. Come illuminate me.


Excuse me. There is a giant red, yellow and blue 40 pound exotic parrot
screaming outside my door and I must investigate. No, it’s not a dehydration-induced hallucination. It’s there. Looks like another hippy shit adventure for me.

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