Atlantic City, NJ, March 18, 1972
You think, you found the way.
You think, you arrived.
You got it.
The road was straight, with no curves.
The pace was fast, but smooth.
Atlantic City, NJ, March 18, 1972
You think, you found the way.
You think, you arrived.
You got it.
The road was straight, with no curves.
The pace was fast, but smooth.
Atlantic City, NJ, March 13, 1972
Confusion came to my mind.
The goals were losing their identity.
Direction seemed to wonder,
if she knew who she was.
Atlantic City, NJ, March 8, 1972
It was like a connection,
that came from somewhere.
It felt warm and pleasant,
but not really enough;
maybe, I wasn’t used to it.
Atlantic Community College, Mays Landing, NJ, March 8, 1972
People, crying for things
that don’t belong to their lives.
Tears, just coming down
for no purpose at all.
Atlantic City, NJ, March 5, 1972
Pulling and pushing,
to get loose,
from those invisible chains,
that have kept us for so long.
Atlantic City, NJ, March 3, 1972
Little frogs asking for mercy,
while the people around,
just go by.
Atlantic City, NJ, Feb. 23, 1972
It was the picture of her,
but it had more life than in real.
The shocking memories
of that different summer.
Atlantic City, NJ, Feb. 23, 1972
They saw him crippled,
and they asked him, «why»?
They saw her sad,
and they asked her, «why»?
He and she saw them empty,
and they asked themselves, «how come»?
Atlantic City, NJ, Feb. 23, 1972
The feeling was good;
the man was peaceful.
Something was wrong in him.
Atlantic City, NJ, Feb. 22, 1972
Children, the ones that start;
how greatly get destroyed,
in the name of the law,
and of course, of love.