Khomeini died tonight
And I snuck off the mountain top and went to China
There was fire on the streets
Like flamethrowers shooting orange killing everyone
Murder, mayhem, chaos
The usual suspects
We just ran
I didn't recognize the streets, so
We just ran
A soldier saw the Chinese student with me and shot him through the head
Something bright red like [?] or some squash fell out
Something beyond anger and fear surrounded mе
My friend was dying!
Even though the lеft side of his brain was fine, he found enough courage and strength to say one thing before he fell
Defiant, he turned to the solder and cried "Fort Lauderdale!"
Somehow that said it all
(It's Ohio heat! But no matter, they've been doomed, so here in [?] Bob Erato Porter, Hollywood.)
(Ground consciousness however, did not seem to be a beginning, but an awakening out of sleep. They seem to fulfill an expectation.)
Wake up
*Snoring*
*Alarm clock going off*
*Audience clapping*