Together

Early last week I wrote something.

I woke up this morning and looked at what I wrote - - -

and I hated it.

It sucked.

It was too; I don’t know what…

too obvious, too simple, too - who the F cares?

And so again,

I got into my mind car,

closed my eyes

put pedal to the metal,

Scott going - off the grid again.

More free range - Major Tom to mind control.

Win, lose, draw…

This is the place where the vehicle ended up.

“Sir, please step out of your vehicle.”

And Scott said, “O.K. Here’s my keys. I am happy to comply.”

And without further ado (seems like it should be “a dew”)

… whatever.

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If apples were oranges

If pigs could fly

If water flowed uphill

If the sky was green and not blue

If dogs could talk

If we could eat the wind

What is it all about - Alfie?

What is the price of youth?

What will you do for a Klondike bar?

What makes little kids smile?

What is the meaning of death?

What is the sound of three hands - clapping?

Where there are no stars below us

Where the sun - always - shines

Where does the wind go?

Where truth goes to hide

Where the streets have no name

Where I first saw your face

When time grows a tail

When music smells red

When the end becomes the start

When the moon jumps over the cow

When your money isn’t good here

When moss grows on rolling stones

Then all will be known

Then the well won’t run dry

Then justice will prevail

Then Irish eyes will smile

Then motion will be perpetual

Then C will equal M - E squared

And furthermore -

We will all GO - together

Over the hills

Through the woods

Together

Together

If, What, Where, When - - - Then

Together -

to Grandmother’s house - we go.

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PHOTO:

IDK the exact date. Doesn’t matter.

It was late 1980s or the early 1990s.

Location - our house, our house at the beginning of the street

A great neighborhood. A great place to live.

Except for… us.

If there was ever any trouble in that place at that time

We were it.

We were “The Trouble”.

Four guys on a Sunday morning grabbing some “hair of dog”.

I’m pretty sure one of those guys girlfriend, she is the one taking this (scary) picture.

Four guys hamming it up for one girl,

way back when.

I have to admit. It was fun.

We were - - - together.