free love

I skip around the tube
searching for something to watch.
lots of channels, lots
of nothing.
cooking shows, the news, baseball,
a documentary about
sun spots. I watch
the moon landing from 69
then go over
to Netflix to peruse
pulp fiction for a while.
finally I settle on
Woodstock.
the original movie from
the original concert.
lots of hippies
in the mud. ten years after.
the who.
jimi, Janis.
sha na na too.
it was never really like
that though.
it's mythology. the drugs,
the dirt, the free sex.
it's polished up nice and
neat,
fits the era, romanticized
like a well fit glove.
it was a tough time
of broken homes and war,
runaways, overdoses,
lost children, fighting
the generation that held
them down before.