IMPROVISATION#256
THOSE MOMENTS
Those moments
of clarity
in language
of color field paint
in the silent hour
of creativity
when the weight
of the world
has nothing to do
with me
in my Sixties happenings
from my own sagacity
in a precarious balance
of hearing Warhol's laughter
at the city graffiti walls
swaying at the surfing Frug
in my own capacity.
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