The Gun Club - She’s Like Heroin to Me 1981
We sit together drunk like our fathers used to be
I’m looking up and God is saying, “What are you gonna do?”
I’m looking up and I’m crying, “I thought it was up to you!”
tonight is so absurd and surreal. playing lou reed’s street hassle at my neighbor’s party. weirding people out. laughing maniacally.
NIKOLAI LUTOHIN, SCI-FI ILLUSTRATIONS FROM 70′S YUGOSLAVIA
And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the starry
likeness, image of
felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.
— Pablo Neruda, from “Poetry,” Neruda: Selected Poems (Houghton Mifflin, 1990)