free love

remember the first time 

i drank carrot juice.

1971

in ocean city maryland.

hippies run

amuck

with their juice bars,

mediation,

free love.

but nothing's free, ever.

not even this dixie cup

of orange

colored water

adorned with a sprig

of parsley.

don't let the beard

full you, the head band,

the peace sign.

the music.

the tie dyed shirt, my

sister, my brother,

it's all in the game.

all in the game.

prosperity.