rough draft
L.S.D and threesomes
you know Dunc
I never really liked sex that much
not that I refused it
or never chased after it
I always felt it was something I was supposed to
as opposed to something I wanted to do
some of it was good
I certainly enjoyed myself at times
even going through the motions
can have some positive results, right
the only man I ever really loved was Zal
we were both so young that it couldn’t last
I didn’t expect it to
usually I didn’t know what to say
once it was over — thanks for the tumble
when Cohen apologized
for touching my then perfect body
with more than his mind
I wanted to laugh at his conceit
often it was the only way
most men would let you near them
they weren’t interested in conversation
I certainly didn’t want to know
what they thought of my work either
the stories of them
are always more interesting than the having of them
l.s.d and threesomes with Janis
the senator who later ran for president
the silver-tongued devil
though I did like some of them
I merely wanted them to want me
if I could have been wanted
without being had
I would have done that you know
I figured I’d close April with another piece about music. This one a companion piece to the Blues Magoos piece on Monday. Both were written for Jacob Scheier’s ‘writing about grief and loss workshop’ a couple of years ago. It’s also from conversations I had with the late Jackie Burroughs. I’ve put together bits from several of them, in which she named names but for the piece I opted to be more oblique.
She told me about her flings, about her acting misadventures and such. One of which was being on the film crew for the Festival Express in 1970 on which she became a drinking/drugging pal of Janis Joplin and they must have been a formidable pair to have crawl into a bed with – Eric Andersen was the particular target they never managed to get.
It was clear that sex was an excuse to meet some of the men – a way into their lives – that could only be accessed with her body. It also made it clear to me the sort of price many men and women are willing pay to create connection. It seems nearly impossible for non-physical friends between the opposite sex to exist.
I’d like to suppose this has changed but they’re still making movies about how this never works – sure I know movies aren’t reality but all too many take them as instructional videos. She said the sex she had with famous men was no different than the sex she had with stage hands.
TOpoet 