Crumbling Convent Walls

Crumbling convent walls slivered with glass where birds sipped the blood from my hands strapped in thorazine I put on my velvet jacket and pace the stained glass corridors you are banished jailer, fixed with the stubborn insistence of my emptied eyes I fly towards the sun lion astride gilded in the shimmering mane of his reluctance play slowly in the garden of selectivity Grandmother Spider, Monte Rio, CA, 1971 Paper Pudding, Monte Rio (Russian River), CA, 1973 reprinted by Nevermind, Sacramento, CA, 1974