Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Sitting In A Bus Terminal, Minneapolis, 1969

Tripping on acid….
Blowing bubbles with one
of those plastic wands…
grumbling from across the room…
the Ticket Master comes over,
says: “Stop blowing bubbles.
The old people don’t like it.”

Endings:

1.We knew it was the end of time…or, close.

2. We spent a week just thinking about that.

3. A Mandelbrot of endings.

1 Comments:

At December 12, 2011 at 1:24 PM , Blogger John Tischer said...

I mean, it was a public place....I didn't ask them not to be old there.

 

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