In 1984, during a very tumultuous 13th year on this Earth, I found a band that spoke to me on so many levels that it changed my life. I was in a long-term psychiatric facility outside of Baltimore called Taylor Manor.  I had overdosed on Valium twice in the previous year and needed help. I thank God that my mother saw this and got it for me. While there, a math teacher (there was a satellite of Howard High in the facility) gave me a few tapes of Bob Dylan, JJ Cale, The New Riders of The Purple Sage, and The Grateful Dead. A few months later after I was discharged, and over the next ten years, I spent as much time as I could collecting their music and seeing them live.  Many of these poems stem from those experiences going to concerts from Maine to Arizona.

Accidentally In N. Baltimore Ohio
Afterward
Baltimore 5 A.M.
Bypassing Sugar City Colorado
Colorado Freedom Dance
Cruising The Valley
Departure: September In Wyoming
Dewey Beach
Even The Gospel Is Truer
Going Back To Foggy Bottom
Going Back To New Orleans
Idyll Of Fells Point
Inertia Satori
Journey To Scranton
Last Night On The Outskirts Of West Texas
Leaving Randolph Springs Court
Merriweather 99
Next Stop New Orleans, The Western World, and All Points Down
On A Hunting Trip To Pittsburgh
One Morning In Minnesota
Painted Earth
Prospects of Baltimore
Remedial Dharma
Romney
Rue Burbon
Somewhere Near Spartanville South Carolina
Somewhere On The Outskirts of Anchorage
South Dakota Entropy Blues
The Moon Left Over Newport
The Other Thing I Learned In New Orleans
The Slow Rattle of Angel Drums
T’ao Ch’ien Retired To New Roxbury Connecticut
Waiting To Go Home
We Woke Up Outside Bangor

They were originally published here: https://sites.google.com/site/inertiasatori/home