Poeter.se logo icon
Redan medlem?   Logga in




 
Renewed


Arizona Trilogy part 1


Once I lived in Arizona
and went to University there
and became friends with
a girl named Janell
who wore carpenter pants
and had long
brunette braids plaited in
her hair

Black Magic Woman was the
song of the Summer

We would stop
and share some moments
on the campus way
when our paths crossed
and hug each other
like we were
old friends

and we spoke few or
no words, yes I think
almost no words
were ever
heard between us

one day towards the end of my stay
she gave me two small figures of
a stag and a fawn that
she pressed into
my hand and jeans pocket
and with a kiss on the neck
that felt like a deep and
lucky branding

some evenings or even weeks before,
I had been sitting late at night
when the desert cooled off
at one of the plazas and fountains
lit by lamps designed by
Frank Lloyd Wright
when along glides in
a thin blonde man
his aqua blue eyes wide with
amazement
and asked me if I
wanted some LSD with
a look that spelled wonder,
I politely answered no
but he pulled out of his
vest pocket some capsules
and said again "Please, take one,
I guarantee that it will change
your life",

I took one capsule in my hand
as he smiled and he said "Open it"
I slid open the gelatin capsule
that was in my palm
and inside was a tiny parchment
scroll where there were written
the letters and words "LSD
Love, Salvation and Devotion..."
in caligraphy yet.
He invited me to a meeting
I politely declined and he went
on his merry way
and I smile about his powerful LSD
to this very day

...maybe he had something that i did not

meanwhile
Neil from Maryland,
a young lord of the House of David,
gave me his African dashiki
that I had admired so much
he gave it selflessly and my heart
it surely did touch

and last and first
there was Sue who drew my
portrait at the beginning of the term
3 days before she flew to Japan
lost in transition
and left me with new love, a picture,
and really empty hands

She returned at the end of
the Summer
and brought me back beads
from a sacred stone temple
covered with vines
where men and women were as wise
as they were kind

I lost them in Stockholm while
in a manic phase many years on
when I clutched them too tight
as I tried to navigate the streets in a
a fog when almost everything
gave me a terrible fright

Even Sue and I parted
with a dramatic twist
as we stood out in the desert with
the onset of a twilight purple mist

Young love full throttle and then I was
gone from Arizona...when
I returned in December
during Christmas vacation
Sue had found a steady boyfriend,
Yes, she already had moved on
and a part of my heart was in
need of a mend

when
Roxanne, a mysterious and exotic
woman whose eyes
were wild
like the wolves and whose
skin was cinnamon and taut
that day took me under her wing
into her bed and
out to the caves where
the black bats fled

a thousand stars made
the land indigo
blue and
Polar Star bright

we stood there and softly
breathed into
each other
gently pressed
warm and tight...

...and the Magic still lasts

the apache kid





Fri vers av the apache kid VIP
Läst 498 gånger och applåderad av 5 personer
Publicerad 2021-05-14 17:28



Bookmark and Share


  Larz Gustafsson VIP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8K2aww8xKcE

Den här finns på svenska med nyligen avlidne Svante Thuresson. Då heter den "Axel Öhman".

2021-05-14
  > Nästa text
< Föregående

the apache kid
the apache kid VIP