Wednesday, June 27, 2012


old dr. crack you rascal, i find out you spent your last night with a shaman woman from the amazon, how appropriate that she was with you in death.
you would have loved the clouds this morning, all azure and saturated in that diffuse light, hanging around waiting for a new condition.
you touched a lot of people old friend, you would be surprised how you effected people with your knowledge and wisdom, you were loved old friend. that's a beautiful thing. i spoke with your brother this morning, the sensible one, he invited me to the wake, i declined, it just seems so civilised having drinks in a restaurant, surrounded by grief and grieving, where as you and i had a strange understanding and i know you would hate all that malarky, but know this old friend, a lot of people loved you because of who you were to them, the wise, generous, larger than life character, you helped them all with advice and legal matters, finance shit and that bullshit, everyone acknowledged that. me, i just loved you cos you knew it was all bullshit and you loved looking at clouds and the surf. you were a bit lost in the woods dr. crack, you were finding your way out and eventually did. anyway's i went out this morning and watched the clouds, they were magnificent, i watched the waves breaking over avalon, magnificent and i read the usual bad news, and i had a caramel coffee in your honour, fuck me man, it's abhorrent to pollute coffee like that, you were slightly demented in that way. 
i miss you.



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