Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

yeah the plane from chile
Gotta go its cold

Yeah there is love
Inside

No can hide

The pull
My soul like salt water taffy

The sea beckons me to walk
Look down on my childhood
To my grandchildren

Topanga cyn dix ranch
My grandmother

Hollywood star
My grandpa
The bones lay all over the street
Memories that float

Tried once to get my goat
L a women have seen all the crazy
No way to fuck us up
We are not lazy
We done seen what’s up

Mojo rising
Kid sings and plays rock n roll
Always knew in my soul

What I was prepared for
Riding riding
Surf the waves

Oh Malibu
If you only
Knew
My father and his twin brother
Doing everything with each other
Family affair


Scattered accross. The globe
You my love
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In the eyes

so many sights in the mind's eye to consider as we age

and the poet opens a window to the brain jumble