I never really identified with the hippies.  I don’t know why people think that I am.  Even  when I was a Deadhead I always felt a stronger bond with the Beat Generation.  Beatnik would be closer to the truth than hippie although both are largely generic terms at this point.

Silly labels

identifying with myths

and legends

Poetry is deeply fused in my soul.  It’s the driving force of my life but truth be known a good bit of that 19th century existential dread has seeped into my consciousness.  Nietzsche and Dostoevski have left indelible brands on my shoulders in lieu of birthmarks. 

Tragically doomed

facing another new day

not sure who I am



Published by fuchebuyahoocom

poet, philosopher and comic. Philadelphia born but suburban bred.

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