gladly leaving all this behind
too much makes a man bland
I want to be on my own again
I want to do my own washing
and buy my own tooth paste
I don't do well with conforming
i never did
i don't do well with new cars or gold rings
All i ever wanted was wild hair and a permanent smile
one not drug induced
I think i'll do the mountains
with tie dye and hash
'he who joins - joins'
smile
crazy eyes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
to live free this blessing few attain but to try go on with desire plunging the heart into greater depths than ever thought then shooting up high mingling with stars a wonderful poem