Chili, sipping soda.
Reading Ferlighetti.
It's my privilege.
Sure does ruin a meal to know that anyone's needs are unfulfilled.
That's why we're gathered here
It's for every one of us and a love of.
Can't leave it up to fate or an invisible hand
We've had too much of that.
Pretty windy mountains.
The sound of their fall is soft.
One cage built on Monday...
Tuesday is a cage for us all.
That's why we're gathered here under melting skies
In parking lots and on waves.
We're architects of a new dream house (or something like that)
We'll find our place.