We wandered in a frenzy and a dream (301).

It was all completely serious, all completely hallucinated, all completely happy.

No fear or shame in the dignity of your experience, language, and knowledge.

I want a blaze of light to flame in me forever in a timeless, dear love of everything. And why should I pretend to want anything else?

We fumed and screamed in our mountain nook, mad drunken Americans in the mighty land. We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell, I guess - across the night.

After all, a homeless man has reason to cry, everything in the world is pointed against him.

Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running - that's the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the beach.