working by day, school at night
(though more cafeteria than class)
I didn't know... had not seen
"choice" taxidermied into trophy--
our wild dreams, cascades of complaints
(male chauvinist pigs, bourgeois privilege,
TV-watching pathetic parents)
heady delusional, talk of revolution
-- we read Baldwin Ginsberg Malcolm Che
Millett Leary Laing and Plath--
the sparkle of the not-yet
beckoned big: if it exists, it stinks
years morphed into decades
scrambling codes, perfect night rides
windows down, wind in our hair
car lapping up the road
carapace of community
living in the center, Manhattan downtown
round-the-clock friends, sex, music, drugs
demonstrations, midnight feasts in Chinatown
after double bills of French film
evenings of art --Met or LaMama--
leaning over the spiral balcony
at the Guggenheim (giant flower pot)
listening to Charlotte Moorman
play cello (topless) while someone read Artaud
when what was really happening...
- Dion Farquhar
