Young women laughing on the back steps 

Friday night in the city- those girls are having fun- how can you be so happy- don't you know the worlds 

falling apart? It's a shithole! They're blind! it's night they can't see, they're wandering around in the dark, probably drunk! And having a barrel of laughs- I was I was them.

 shit faced Charlie

Smoking and reading Chaucer

In the Panhandle

He lies a lot but it don't matter 

It's all good 

He once ran a large advertising agency

doing ads for Shell, Nestle, and Williams- Sonoma

Those days are past

Seems he was always a liar

Pathological 

Couldn't help himself

He lied when it didn't matter

I guess he did it to make people like him?

I dunno. Told me his dad died of AIDS.

A year later he introduced me to his dad.

I guess he recovered. 

The drinking was always there but when his reputation 

caught up to him he self medicated with booze. 

Now he's living near the panhandle in an old International.

Could be worse.

 Elves and Pins (for Washington Irving)

 Lost in the woods

Flowers 

Yellow and blue, pink 

flowers and wiry plants 

Oak that is poison!

berries tons of berry plants 

too early, just pretty flowers

bears like berries!

Wildcats around 

Large birds soar overhead

Small protected creek said to contain Coho salmon

But hard to believe 

Game warden came out to see what was being done

With the culvert improvements

Children's voices laughing 

Ages 5,6,7,8,9,10

Some look kinda Asian 

some Germanic Scottish

He says they're good kids 

Nice and curious 

They live up the road

In a big red house

 

 

 

 Creature Features

  I'm Bob Wilkins

 Showing B horror movies

On Friday nights

  Smoking a big cigar 

Trying to make the cameraman crack up

  Just me and him in the studio

Channel 2

  Black Dracula!

Hammer Films!

Classic Warner Brothers!

Bride of Frankenstein!

Night of the Living Dead! (B&W cheap horror movie with a black actor in leading role!)

  and Bob with his dry wit and easy manners

Bwaahhhhaahaaaaa!

 Stowed away 

like a lost soul on an ocean going vessel

rotting ship 

I can hear above me men laughing

Glasses clinking

Dishes clanking

The rats scurry by oblivious 

To my presence

They found and put me in irons

I'd work for my keep

But I'm chained like a dog 

Like a man in the bastille

C'est vrai 

C'est fou!

 

 Congressional medal of Ignominy 

Herald broom enticed

Mr janitorial 

No such memory 

In Carmel-by - the - Sea

Stones and sand

    A '66 Vette 

in plum

  selling furniture for thirty years

and painting watercolors

 They tried 

but we were too bored

-bored by their repetitive stupidity-

bored by their transparent antics 

so foolish and inane

Bored by their greed 

-for attention!

We laughed at them

We were mad and

we made wickedly funny signs

and laughed in protest 

We laughed at them

 The moon doesn't care

It knows all

has seen it all

Circled and circled again

It's taken some punishment 

but still reflects

and we see ourselves in it 

there he is 

The Man in the Moon!

Looking down us but only at times 

Sometimes he's half there

Sometimes just a sliver

A crescent 

We give it names

Blood moon 

Wolf Moon

Strawberry moon

New moon

The Man in the Moon

Blue Moon

 

 San Francisco Blues

grey overhead and breezy 

Keep your fucking heat

Out of my mouth

It's June - time for the sun to disappear 

Until afternoon -

 

 The rhythm of

Dim gauze with a NY accent

  You burned your wrist bad

On a 40 year old Mr. Coffee machine 

2nd degree burn 

 Off to the hardware store

Tariffs tariffs tariffs 

  Get yer Jumbo Joe 

And call out the Natl. Guard

Ya pussy

 

 Held the gold

Of overhead costs

In abeyance

With past worries 

And current headaches

Stowed it away 

Again 

In stacks of paperbacks

About military endeavors

Riding a donkey in Yemen 

Bedouin memories

In Rub Al Kali

Sand and more sand

Across the wasteland

Of everyday life

2nd degree burns 

From a Mr. Coffee

Assembling a Jumbo Joe

To cook too salty tri tip

Buying dry beef jerky and tequila and cigarettes 

At Gonella's 

And some peanut M&M's

 

 Forestry silence

entwined in bullshit

tacos and drivel media

     catching a wave of stupidity

     as the climate 

   and its cohorts 

           Continue to rarify 

                          sanctimonious treelines 

Sharp axed handles

pack horses

            And mess kits

        you await Spring

         and summer

         so many winter camping 

          episodic travails

           running across a frozen lake 

                             Tom Sawyer in framed log 

     Transylvanian motels

Away away across the dunes

     reach for flapjacks  

and bacon 

time for fish's breakfast

Out on the lake

 Slough pokerface 

    Unrivaled boredom

Come freely on the off chance

Mmm gtttt

   Snack 

snap

   Poof

Another dream

   highway

Rural streaming

   Beaucoup bon temps

   cajun calamity in new clothes

a lot of nothing 

   and wasting our time 

   hurricane go away 

  piss on you 

  And your shitty lies

  

 

 Cesspool seance

Ouija on the shitter- blarg

sensing a druids presence in purple 

and gray

  watch it that's a bear!

Look what they did to your shorts!

Those are your shorts

Ohh

Ghosts of little salamanders

Marble Mountains

another chapter in the book

Of blah blah-bitty blah no 

What?

Try to make sense

  But you stopped drinking 

Instead , weed

 capture the sun

  Fly the bird

   Catch the breeze

  Be someone 

 Achktungk

  Sig ni herren

Stezen spiezzi

 "Swiss" grace before dinner

 candles lit

I hope there's no Lima beans

  Or meat loaf

William Tell showed em

Ahh spaghetti 

 Sank yer cess home pie eyed

    Hah look

it's a 

 Yeah it is

  Without warning 

   What's an electric blanket 

In the moon 

In the Big Dipper 

   Old country stars

    We need new stars!

Set a course for Orion 3

   Capn that's off base 

Oh well turn around then

  

 Sank a boat 

   In a your batons

Hahbah 

  Bah hahbah

  Thanks with fried clams

 Oh Celeste

 French Fries

And slaw 

With pickles

   and a Pepsi lite 

Sank your shoe 

In your sanity 2.0

"Make sure you get Pepsi lite!" 

draft appraisal of the range

Tried to tame a steadfast beehive headed

  girl from Southy

made out on the beach

Walked home