A breach in time

Just doesn't happen 

How could you expect something

From something that doesn't exist?

How long did that take to read?

Time's up!

(Time is the absence of non-time)

Booing oingg oing!

 If the centennial totem pole

Maker put a curse on your sewer system

Would you put the totem pole

Back together?

 If you were lost

In a foreign country

Buy a bag of candys 

Like nougats

And ribbons

 I grieved

For myself

My whole life

Woah is me 

Ah f that!

Wear something fun 

And fall in love!

 Time isn't 

But you are

Illusions don't 

But cement will always

 I'm starting to sweat

Whiskey and cigs are the cause

That and reading about Ft. Lee 

In the Revolutionary war

 I had a girlfriend who looked like Madonna in the Nineties

Blah blah blah

 I Had Nothing

Except the provincial outlook

Of a painter

I was mired in sienna browns

I traveled weary steps in Capri

While the rich laughed and dined

And threw pennies

 I had a broken elastic 

I was the carrion creature

Of the movies!

 Apollinaire knew the dream

Of the trans Siberian war

The pencils were sharp

On the train

It rattled and shook

Hours into days and nights

The food was awful 

Greasy and expensive

I drank my sorrows 

Every day 

 I knew not when

The day would come

But one day it would happen

The light would turn to night

And stars would open your mind 

You would travel a thousand years

A thousand tears 

To see what 

There was

In an Aardvarks mind

 You Are The Remorse

You are the funkadelic 

Mesmerized by the sight

Of Spanish Steps in Roma 

You have what it takes

To reach beyond

The beyond!

 I don't give a fuck

You can't have it all

Not the cereal 

With sugar 

Or whatever 

 I was the ready

Adventurer

Balding thirty five

W glasses

And no money

 I Remember the Days of Paris

In rags and without

We wandered the streets

With penniless hope

We wrote for hours

Of the black silk hair

On your head and 

We drank until

We passed out 

 There was a beautiful moment

When the wind off the ocean

Was blowing

 Don't bee a don't be

Buzz buzz buzz

 The dream of a dram

Was wammm

No Washington Irving!

Goddammit!

 I've seen the extraterrestrial bung hole

Maybe it was alien

Maybe it was late night f'ed up

I'll go with ALIEN!

 I Think We're Ready

For Luau Pork Chops

Fresh ginger

Soy sauce

And you're good

 The Fortunate Were Miserable

They would never have enough

To fill what they were missing

 Grief Was Spread Like Gravy

As if the world were biscuits 

At a Southern diner

Off the highway 

 Time Was A Captain Kirk 

Spock said highly unusual

Uhura said I was told to take the job by Martin Luther King Jr

 There Was No There There

But I was there

It wasn't long ago

There was blue sky

 But something was missing

 I had no memory of a bridge

Maybe the Bridge of Sighs

Why? I don't why they would sigh.

I can only conjecture.

 I searched for Rue French Revolution Bad Guy

Jack Kerouac had trouble finding the same street!

He was looking for the Bibliotec Nationale.

The library. 

I was looking for my hotel. 

He wanted to look up his name to see

If he was related to any French nobility.

I wanted to take my shoes off 

and eat my bag of candy.

 I saw a signature of Blaise Cendrars

In an autograph shop in Paris

One was on a laundry ticket

The other in pencil

Very crude

I thanked the man who didn't say anything 

 I'm the fountainbleu 

Yippee yi yay!

I'm the pigeon on the wing

I'm a ham & cheese sandwich with Mayo 

I'm a container of cut papaya 

 I walked two miles

To the Pharmacy 

Actually .8 miles each way so 1.6

Then I came home 

And drank whiskey and smoked cigarettes

I'm no Bukowski

Sadly

 I slipped

On the ice of time

   A way back machine 

In my brain

  

 I capsized

My memory

For I was conscientious and enthusiastic!

 I blanked

And I drank

To sink

       Or sank

This life around

   Is a dog looking for a treat