Saturday, August 02, 2025

 I strafed 

the bonnet
of Billie Jean-
   lies and her eyes-
  tongues tricking- snakes
   and smiles
Catching hoodwinks
    And fol de rol second guesses 
There was no machine gun nightmares
In the Excelsior
  Just speed addicts
  And foul mouthed prostitutes
and old ladies shopping for zucchinis
You said let's get a burrito
And took us to worst burrito shop
In the mission
It was basically inedible 
Which I considered 
Unforgivable 
Cest la vie

Friday, August 01, 2025

















 

 Myriad

    Smerfed and btwaggled 
another cloudy-ish day
   Zoo
Zoop 
   Twerp!
 Catching sky lights
All night long
Crazy dreams
I made love to a gal
   and then she was okay we're done
Another lazy day
Emailing doctors
  Moms not doing so well
Prep time perhaps 
  Sucking nicotine
With dreams of the Village 
  MacDougall street
Out of reach