Weasel Dreams

On a early schwagstock,it got a little cold at night and that was actually really "cool" because everybody gathered around three or five big fires scattered through the woods and wandered from one to the other with their drums

Pogo and Jangles were in their big cage in my van, together in their hammock with all my blankets over it and under their own blankets

I went back to check if they were warm enough

I was tripping very sweetly

and when I slipped my hand into the cage

and under their blanket

they swirled around under my hand like a mink yin-yang and shared weasel dreams with me

I kept my hand there for I don't know how long

They had always been sharing their spirit world connection with me but

my head was not receptive enough before.

I don't remember what I saw through closed eyes but remember it as "why I like LSD".