As I Look Back

As I look back
   over my life
   I am struck by post
               cards
Ruined Snap shots

   faded posters
Of a time, I can't recall

I am a Scot, or so
I'm told. Really
the heir of Mystery
            Christians

Snake in the Glen

The child of a
   Military family...

I rebelled against church
   after phases of
      fervor

I curried favor in school
   & attack'd the teachers

      I was given a
      desk in the corner

      I was a fool
            &
      The smartest kid
         in class

Walks in D.C. in
         Negro streets. The library
         & book stores. Orange
         brick in warm sun.
         The books & poets magic

Then sex gives greater stimulation
Than you've ever known &
all peace & books lose their
charm & you are thrown
back on the eye of vision

History of Rock
   coinciding w/ my
               adolescence

Came to LA to
   Film School

Venice Summer

Drug Visions

Roof top songs

early struggles &
         humiliations

Thanks to the girls
who fed me.

Making Records

Elvis had sex-wise
mature voice at 19.

Mine still retains the
nasal whine of a
repressed adolescent
   minor squeaks & furies
An interesting singer
at best - a scream
or a sick croon. Nothing
in-between.


ROAD DAYS


fear of Plane death

And night was what Night
      should be
A girl, a bottle, & blessed sleep

I have ploughed
My seed thru the heart
of the nation.
   Injected a germ in the psychic blood vein.

Now I embrace the poetry
of business & become - for
a time - a "Prince of Industry"

A natural leader, a poet,
            a Shaman, w/ the
soul of a clown.

What am I doing
   in the Bull Ring
         Arena
Every public figure
   running for Leader

Spectators at the Tomb
-riot watchers

Fear of Eyes
Assassination

Being drunk is a good disguise.

I drink so I
can talk to assholes.
This includes me.

The horror of business

The Problem of Money
       guilt
   do I deserve it?

The Meeting
Rid of Managers & agents

After 4 yrs. I'm left w/ a
   mind like a fuzzy hammer

regret for wasted nights
   & wasted years
I pissed it all away
   American Music

End w/ fond good-bye
& plans for future
-Not an actor
   Writer-filmmaker

Which of my cellves
         will be remember'd

Good-bye America
   I loved you

         Money from home
         good luck
         stay out of trouble