A Moment on Lynch and Jefferson (City Driving)

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           A Moment on Lynch and Jefferson ( City Driving )

 

Three illegal U turns

 You'd think I'd have learned

   The way by now

 But city driving drives me crazy

  And the gas company

   Has dug up the street again

    Wasting a shaded parking space

 But it's Sunday morning

  Semi-Ghosttown, the safest time

    Of any to be there

      In the crumbling geology

        Of Rust Belt days

      A piss-ant economy

        In full sway

 My friend and I smoke the peace pipe

   And decided we were glad

   To have lived through (at least)

     A long gone golden age

 

[2i3zz31iz74ww]

TThank You  and Bless you.  marK

[2i3zz31iz74ww]

This is from an old Apple Mac someone gave me many years ago. I cut out the musical notation and glued it on the printout. Thanks.  marK

[3qtndrlrvf6e3]

cherishing ur wonderful way of bring back those by gone times of yesteryear of the "golden age", is not difficult 4 me, dearest marK. u have that unique quality of being "u"...straight 2 memory land & candy land 4 me.

love the pic u included with ur dear poem. funny 2 c that the egyptian pyramids r still in fairly good condition, but the modern city building is falling a part...just what i c...thank u 4 letting me share in a little of ur wonderful realm. ((hugs))

 

 

M

[2i3zz31iz74ww]

Though I still do okay at living in the present so many of my memories are making sense to me as time goes on, I'm seeing what happened and what it was worth.  marK

[3qtndrlrvf6e3]

that's wonderful 2 hear marK...sounds like u r mining the gold. very precious work from my perspective. *smiles* keep it coming.

 

M

[22vkvs27ucy3h]

"Three illegal U turns", making you and a faceless, solitary friend "misdemeanor outlaws", before both of you can arrive at some abstract, forgotten space for a transient, fragile peace.

Any contemporary urban community must be some kind of a semi-ghost town, I guess, before anyone can inhale any whiff of serenity in that space.

Solitary alienation from the environment and from each other, the empty featureless face of loneliness and isolation masquerading as peace in the neon-lit paradise of quick fix and cheap thrills.

And a "piss-ant economy in full sway." Are these long gone days called the Depression era, or the present?

The ticking of the clock is getting increasingly louder.

 

 

[2697b3uwyr9f0]

Some "walk their walk" in life which I feel that you do

I do not resonate with bull##it

I resonate with this!

Many Blessings D<)M(> 

[2i3zz31iz74ww]

Thanks David. And the bullshit does run mighty deep these days I'm disabled (still mobile though) due to a work accident so I have to make sure I don't absorb too much bullshit via the usual means. Catch you around marK

[2i3zz31iz74ww]

Thanks so much maryrose. There are some things in the past that still keep their shine which in turn gives me hope for the future. Be well amiga.  marK