A stone surrogate 

      Stomped the stupid

      Stairs

      Sensing 

 A surreal symphony 

Surrounding him

A stern shake 

                       From the warning house

Located somewhere

                     In Los Angeles California

Via the tv 

       SALE!

  Everything must GO!!

   But no

Everything must stay 

        Stay away 

      Dragons on the rooftop

      Pigs in the mess hall

     We’re number ONE!

    I need a drink...

Little Red Rabbit Hood

     Bought some curds and whey

   Whattaya say

 Hey hey

Sweet Virginia

 Fol de rol

       The Queen of Becoming

                   Had a million plans 

                                        All of them good ones

  And outfits to match 

       Western skirts with fringe 

    Six shooters in holsters

         Bud light macrame hat 

        With tubeage 

         A sly grin

    And red curls 

    Apple dumpling cheeks 

   She’d smile and yell

    Hey asshole take a hike!

Pulling a silver six shooter 

      And fire off a few rounds 

                     Snap snap snap

   

The dreams 

   Were not like tv

 He said 

 A fossil like movie 

              The pace was in geologic time

   Great canyons may

 Eventually arise

       But the popcorn was good

oh the broken

cistern

                 of our Folly

     painted on the side

          In Helvetica Bold 

          Hubris 

    LLC 

     

Seen a lady today

 Sitting in her 

  Driveway 

                 Garage door open

                            Smoking a cigarette

                       Wearing a pink bathrobe

She didn’t say hi

This morning 

 I went out to the kitchen 

 To make coffee

   I was wearing my jacket

     Because it was cold

My housemate was there 

 And he looked at my jacket 

 And started shaking his head

“What are you wearing that jacket for?”

   “Because it’s cold?”

“Why don’t you turn on the heat like normal people?”

  

Steer by 

  The stars 

 No by 

     The waves 

                 They can do that

                         Must take a keen eye

   He said 

    As he handed me 

    An Amstel Lite

    

Hello

 Sweet sky

                Great high clouds 

      Transfer

     The thought

       Trade in seaweed 

      And kelp

                          And cans of tuna fish 

       To old sailors

          Salty 

 And dirty 

 And drunk

       Pass the hat 

        For Lefty

      Who broke his arm

    On a pizza box 

    And had to be taken

                  By three armed nurses 

        Who still think 

 He was not crazed 

 With seaweed madness

     But “there’s no help

like a bowl of kelp”

Didn’t help matters

   

      

Beat

    Box 

                        Banana fudge

     Stipend of 

 The surrogate

      We stand 

 And moan

      Oh fuck

      No it’s not like that

Yes yes yes yes please

Pour g

   Still crying 

      In the sand 

 Of cauliflower 

    Ho ho

    The tahagata 

      Broomstick

    Sweep the 

 universe

  Slowly at first

 Soon 

  60,000 mph

     How many 

  Horsepower 

 Is that

  How many 

 Hummingbird 

 Power

   Where is 

 My mountain

 Of love

Strobe like 

 Effects 

 Affects me 

 Like sunspot 

   Blindness

    Sliding in the muddied 

 Field 

    Avoiding people 

 Trying not to cough

 Sneeze

 Or cry

  Farting is ok

I guess

That rosewood

 telecaster 

       Is 26,000 dollars 

 Hunh 

    I want to be George

   You can be Paul

                                  He made the most money

         

Charles 

   Hawtrey and 

                 The Deaf Aids 

   Burning latches? 

     Good album

                             Staring at the gray sky

     Is this collectible?

     You and I have memories

     

Experiment;

   Steerage in backward slide 

                         Pull left to go right

     Jeans. 

      Sneakers.

     Socks.

         Check

      

I won’t be defined
 By my affliction
   - she said

 

Break the seventh seal
 Set fire to the night
Huh
 Okay break the stolen deal
   Gone left ish
 Some tried and true
   THERE IS A PATH
     Through the live oaks
 Low hanging arms
Begging for gals in
Summer dresses
 And young boys
Barefoot to climb in them
And look down at you 
Smiling
With italics

Copper kills
It
They
Say
   Wrap yourself
In pennies
 But they’re mostly
 Zinc
 Now
 Right?
   Give me a copper
Kettle and a copper coil
   Cover with new laid corn mash
 And never more will you toil
  But I want to toil
I want to!
 Haha

rip
  raring
     Spot
 Of
 The
   Sly
   No cmon
   Be
  Ghvfuiinb
Oops
 Once?
   Buttons
 Pushed
 While
Trying to
Get a comfortable life
   Just indigestion
     Just a little

 

The sheep
   Chattered about old rivalries
and land of
   Green clover-
   See that hill
    I could clear that
 Field in a week-
   Theres that stupid dog
   Thinks he’s so smart
    His masters wife is always drunk
    And puts sherry in his dog food
   Look at him!
 Trying to herd that fence post!
 
 

Read that book
 By D.H. Lawrence
     about his trip to Sardinia
     mostly about
 Getting away from wherever
 they were
     Bad hotels
   and lousy meals
  Long train rides
     And sad grey lumps of people
     Dry hills and valleys

Covid
 Yes covid
  Rhymes with Ovid
     Who wrote a poem
 That angered the power
   Was sent to a rocky isle
        For punishment
      banished
 Exiled
 to where?
     Crete?
Don’t remember
  La dee da
     La dee da
   
     

The emergent
     Effulgence
        Stormed like
 a car crash
     Time slows down
 there’s mango marmalade on my finger
        Sticky
 And now
On the screen

Don’t 

             Be alarmed

For tomorrow cares

           The why and wherefores 

    Like you

   And you’ll nod and whisper

                         Staring at the deep blue sea

= R
 Storybook pariah-hood
   Basking in the sullen looks
 By the red eyed boys
    Streaming movies
 On the telecom
   We steer for the lights
    Hungry and wet
 That sucks
 He thought
  We’ll get over it
 When the new moon comes
   He loaded another round
  And shot it into his arm
   “ fuck the pre-sets!”
    Nobody gave a hoot
    There was no boat
  Yet we swayed
And fought for sea legs