July 29, 1993: Yehudah and I danced

Thirty years ago today 

            On Thursday I worked on Sonja's astrological chart and then I went out and called her at around 14:00. We arranged to meet on Sunday at Mudds Cabaret. I bought some beer for the party that Dianna Dufretes invited me to and took it with me at 22:00 to Mudds. Elizabeth put it in the fridge for me. I started the open stage because Martin didn't show up. I read the Alphabet Orgy group poem: 

Breath, life, live; so, 'cause there's a lot of beauty 

and love is just a cancer, eating gravity 

but your love Baby is just a lot of bubble snapping inside me

inside Strange feeling, woman now is the foil

as your painted face bleeds to ease backing against doors to unconscious streams

Windows must be tried when doors won't open 

many eyes are open but few can see 

activation and alien laughter-369 Act

live, died, ride up or down, goodbye 

Arms, legs, sex, soul, mind up-down, hello 

Sit still, the running goal it hurts now we're old 

In younger days I thought sex was the answer

now I know it's really a question 

yum dee luukidee lum dinga doo nik nik nee yowwoooh! 

Oh Baby, oh Baby- stop - oh Baby, oh baby, I am invisible 

I know why sometimes I get frightened 

Stop, yield, no stopping, doh! 

I need dough to knead some pizza for your party 

and seven dancing Salomes beneath a cheesy veil 

Seven veils gone and a head on a platter 

and yet the veil is only stripped away to show nothing

But nothing is nothing new, not in this state 

but if you wish to pretend, uncountable options are inevitable 

A world of choice but the moral path is not inevitably the right path 

A fork in the road or a fork in the eye

like a cry in the night like cherry pie, please don't die 

or even sleep or dream please don't die

but keep a wary eye I'm very weak and worn

and will probably die before morn

and will die saying "Yaargggh aarghh yekky gag boola

you are all covetous, covetous, covetous fools" 

She loves you ya ya ya

here's another radio station despising the ways I move under this naughty blanket 

            I read two of my poems and one of Ludwig Zeller's. I passed around the Alphabet Orgy group poem for people to contribute to it. Then I went to the party. Ray's voice answered the buzzer and Dianna opened the door. Yehudah was there. It was a mellow party. We talked, ate, and drank beer, and later Yehudah and I danced.