Sunday - 4:20-5:15
Coalition Against Drugs


LOOKING OUT MEKKA JAVA WINDOWS
Behold the gray cloud dawn becomes
morning haze moving toward midday
and on into the burning sun afternoon.

Morning becomes Electrum low clouds
pewter plated sky of California
resolving into hazy noontime heat.

I could write until I die but
always the clouds come at dawn
& always clouds return at night

Until one day the desert bites
Santa Ana wind burnt bare blue
teeth from crystal sky, streaked
bloody gums, wild fire smoke

Until we cry - Give us back
our low cloud sky so gray!


I'm baaccckkk!

Yeesh, boring has returned to the zone. The couple dozen Amnesties have been driven away. They might have stayed in the broiling sun (or under a shady tree), but I'm sure they were turned off by the dry (not droll), the smashed (not stirred), mumbling (not outspoken) pedantry of this group that's onstage right now. With the departure of the last Amnesty, and the fiery rays of the Sun, our little protest zone has been transformed, metamorphosed, back into a big, empty parking lot. A big, HOT, empty parking lot.

One morning Gregor Samza (name?) awoke to discover that during the night he had been transformed into an enormous, bored, insect parking lot.

Pity is (pity is as pity does, mother Gump always said)... pity is their message is worth hearing, but...

MUMBLE MUMBLE MUMBLE DRUGS HAVE TAKEN MUMBLE TOLL MUMBLE....

I've got to do something. I'm going to take a picture of something.

(The iced latte was good. But now... BBBBUUUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzz

caffeine caffeine caffeine cafeienf cnanfe caffe in ene caff caff cafezzzzzzzzzzzzz............ )

Wait a minute. Wait A Minute....

I just took some drugs. Iced latte buzz. Now, I'm going to smoke a cigarette. Drugs. All legal, all consumer, all colors, shapes and varieties available now at your favorite....

WE ARE A SOCIETY ADDICTED TO DRUGS....

"Yes, right here. Name of group, your name, and time you are going on."

Students Against Dole Increasing School Tuition.

I look at the sheet after they move away toward the stage, and laugh outrageously. The guy signed in with their initials!

S-A-D-I-S-T and then an extra S.

SADISTS.


Hour Ten, Day One - S A D I S T.

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