Sugar on the asphalt

[1963]

Getting to the right
Getting to the wrong
Getting mine

Getting to the right
Getting to the wrong
Getting high

This is summer. And summer is good. No time for these satellite assisted dreams (she lies with those smiles).

Movies and sand and bubblegum weed. It's haymaking season and we're all sunburnt like this.

I'm not going to have a list of resolutions. Why bother when I know I'm not even going to try keeping them?

I miss him. OVERKILL.