Gonzo

I often find myself residing in tunnels.
Hoping to escape this desperate hunt for the american dream.
I wait for the train to come and force my back into the stream.
Where I join with my musket and cap with millions of flopping fish.
I am forced to scribble down their clicks on my almost-dissolved paper.
As I  exaggerate their bubbles into 
imagination and motive laced with hope.






Gonzo.
The life and work of Dr. Hunter S Thompson
by Alex Gibney.
Who I always call Alex Grey.
Even though I am extremely familiar with Alex Grey.
I guess the familiar always comes back.





I guess he inspires me more than life itself.
Only when life doesn't inspire me.
He ran for sheriff in Aspen.
Oh if only I could have voted in 1970...