The Living Hell…The In Between…
Maybe LSD lessens the reality. Maybe you can go from one laced sugar cube to the next, one blood-soaked knife-wielding sore hand to the next, one blood curdling scream to the next and have it all be okay… But the little birdie inside my tummy wonders… Tex and Katie seemed just to go from the next high to sleeping off the last high in those two days of murder. Sadie, ahhh, shit, she could have done this crap completely SOBER, and we all know it! Linda, well, Hell, who the Hell actually knows what’s REALLY the truth inside that “Little Hippie Girl” head of hers, doubtful it is as angelic as The Bug made it out to be though. I DO think of any, Linda was the one who had the first pangs of some sort that following day when her eyes glommed onto George’s TV set. Charlie just happy, Tex and Katie too high and Sadie, well, just Sadie to feel anything close to human… Barbara Hoyt, and I dare say, many others there not participants in the last...