We are high in Indian country, birch bark, us! We, –‘Floating-on-shimmering-river-in-flickery-moth-light-under-full-moon-piercing-shadows-through-tall-thickets’ (that’s us). MEANWHILE BACK ON THE BANKS: “In’juns!” chortles ‘Sniveling-bureaucrat-dummy-official-flashlight-shining’ out of darkest gloom, “..gettum!!” as lead flies, Pop! Pop! po’-Pop! buzzing, bullets all around the neighborhood and suddenly! we vanish, never be seen again. Ghost hippies! make ‘um powerful medicine for time travel Volkswagen art-bus, dive ‘um into olden days of summer pop-music festival, wear ‘um love-beads, flash ‘um peace-signs, smell ‘um patchouli oil..eat ‘um tunafish&hashish-cheese sandwich with chips, blur, \FREE LOVE, END WAR! DON’T EAT THE BROWN PEANUT-BUTTER&JELLY..(Fish!) Pair of leather-fringe shirt sleeves, blue! ‘Wave-um-at-gravy’ waving at everything!! off-stage high off mud frantic front of heavily amplified instruments playing in nice musical group, make ‘um like, folk rock’n’roll! scrunch ‘um up, notes at faraway hills sea of faces wash by rain, mix ‘um, TIME! in blacklight blender make mish-mosh psychedelic doorway perceptions, peradventure, coursing in earth’s one mud vein..save in bottle (if-could-if-only); then! strobe-light flashing blades falling, sodden giant dragonfly pack’d full with CIA eyes blank, peeping through polyethylene portals talking to ‘Wolf-who-leads-sheep’ on tele-phone, rocking rhythmically back and forth in skies over mass hallucinations (help ‘um birth tunes)..radio rattles ultimatum: YOU! YOU KIDS ARE ORDERED TO DISPERSE NOW! THIS AN UNLAWFUL ASSEMBLY! YOU ARE TRESPASSING IN VIOLATION OF LOCAL, STATE, AND FEDERAL STATUTES! (AND OTHERS) I AM PLACING YOU UNDER ARREST!! helmeted squads of police – state, local, federal – materialize, press in for the kill! mockingbirds, goons with lei’s on necks back from Hawaii vacation’s, lobbing tear-gas canisters at crowds of child-lawbreakers, ‘kid’ state enemies wanted by f.b.i., –Hoover’s friends with noxious irritants stinging noses co-mingling marijuana-smog as bulls break up ‘riot’, –chicks! screaming flowers on fresh cheeks sporting golden hair head-bands, sun! eclipses all under swift night-sticks’ blackouts..a dull thud in the park, “CRACK!” starry eyes rolling around inside heaven’s sockets..blonde bleeding semi-conscious body spasms piled on with all the rest into sullen paddy-wagon, doors close, snap shut and lock, Vr-r-room, off!! ending afternoon’s cheap entertainment, PEACE, –5 1/2 bucks! Show’s over, it’s all a dream; except the part about the bureaucrats, they didn’t go anywhere (yet). They’re still working for us from behind their D.C. desk; and us? We are high overlooking Indian River City, Kemosabe, AVAILABLE NOW! senior living at its finest. Hi-ho, Silver, –USA! Away!! hear ‘um, thundering hoofbeats. Goodnight Tonto, now turn ‘um off TV, “Here’s Johnny!” God. Help..us.