In The 70’s In the 70’s when I was on the strip On 7th and on stage Before the eager eyes Oblivious to anything else Life was a rocket shooting away from the Earth And I… it’s booster. For I was the ultimate fantasy The Sally Ran The Marilyn Monroe The Ginsburg in reason And the Thomas in vision. In the 70’s dancing into there daydreams That gave them pleasure Such sweet secrets Money came into the right hand Existed out the left And I pocketed what reality I could. In the 70’s I followed the yellow brick road In my black Omega My only possession was at times…my home. Like a muted friend we traveled north to south South to north searching for anything Love, happiness, a friend, the wizard? Hell, who knows now. In the 70’s I would lay in bed and watch The colors explode before my eyes Feel the bed spinning faster Then waving as surf Up…and…down. I would pop more for intensity. Life was a joke! It was just a damn JOKE! I escaped into the only reality I knew. Delving into that space only I could see, Kissed the scarecrow Then said Goodbye to the 70’s
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