Good morning California
By bhikku
Fog rolling under the Coronado bridgeLike malleable bowling balls flattened and levitatingIdentified flying objectsA spirits whisperDamn this thing got skillsNature limboArching its back to birds and morning insect musicGame play worth watchingAnd it leaves the clouds its own heavenTaking earth upon itself sharing our lungsHappy down hereGroundedGOOD MORNING CALIFORNIAMy eyes half openSmoke seeping out my nostrils trying to commune with you Written October 9th, 2001 © on Oct 09 2001 01:06 AM PST 0 • 8 • 12
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"Fog rolling under the Coronado bridgeLike malleable bowling balls flattened and levitatingIdentified flying objectsA spirits whisperDamn this thing got skillsNature limboArching its back to birds and morning insect musicGame play worth watchingAnd it leaves the clouds its own heavenTaking earth upon itself sharing our lungsHappy down hereGroundedGOOD MORNING CALIFORNIAMy eyes half openSmoke seeping out my nostrils trying to commune with you..."