It was a trip i’ll never forget…

It was a trip i’ll never forget. The motorcycle looming over bitumen, my mind a boxing match of narcotics and heretic beliefs powering to fame and stardom.

It was a trip i’ll never forget.
But as I get older and older I realise that i’m forgetting more and more.
Even things about that trip.

It was a trip i’ll never forget. We found Italy in our wardrobe. We spent the day in Venice. Tried again the next day.
Just a wardrobe.

It was a trip i’ll never forget. Fire in a balearic nightclub. Part of the performance we thought, until the raging heat left us spitting disbelief, beachside.

It was a trip i’ll never forget. Stopping for gas and burgers on the road to Vegas, driving through the desert to a sea of Jack Daniels.

It was a trip i’ll never forget. Some guests at the hotel had rioted over an egg.
Things had boiled over. I just sat there cracking up.

It was a trip i’ll never forget. A map of destruction and a gallery of harrowing images burnt upon my tortured memory. But you gave me hope..