- Non-Erotic Poetry
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I was laying awake then
dreaming of woodstock
Knowing that, as a child of God,
Buddah would enlighten my feet.
Was told of some devil’s bargain
and watched dreams die in vain.
Life became my disappointment,
miserable and plain.
Got sick of nine-to-five
felt like I was dying
and needed to feel alive.
Watched the sun rise
over the Grand Canyon,
contemplated clouds and other such creations
hoping that some change would set me free.
Cried when the ball dropped
Beware of the random gunshots;
disguised in a fantastic show.
Colored lights did hypnotize
fleeting souls computerized.
Tried to find my innerself
but was left
disillusioned
meditating in a motel six bathroom.
