a good pinoit noir
is best in a tipii on a
sagging sleeping mat
naked apes strutting
under the peace sign; taking
a mile every inch
"hippie" music show
old long-hairs and young women
mellow friendly glow
under tranquil stars
I float in warm, live water
late into the night
drinking iced coffee
in the "tea room" you might meet
anyone at all
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