Saturday, May 23, 2026

Friday, May 22, 2026

 


 


 Playing 

    an flowering
sunshine soaked 
  Calif blustery eyes
      Your tears are fog
the beach asks your name
     You left the drugs behind
       But somehow they didn't leave you
           You dreamt of powder
         but it got all wet
The beach stood in your way
Sand in your hair
Sand in your teeth
Sand in your eyes
Never say never they say 
But look the other way
No one's watching

Tuesday, May 19, 2026

 I prisoned 

With the face of God
With mercury
And branches of manzanita
I left and wandered 
I kept time and watched the sun 
Always on my right
I ate Chiapas and "borrowed" a car
All my songs were written in blood
But no one could play them
Except one guy in Des Moines
But he died 
of measles


 


 


 



 I came

crashing down
like Cendrars
Like Celine
Unlike Giono
Or Calvino's Difficult Loves
or Path To The Nest Of Spiders
Try to Rise Sun antisemitic
Hem
I can come crashing down 
like Bowles 
like Junky
like Thesiger 
the Rub Al Kahli or Iraq swamps
Or Smiley
riding donkeys 
Thru miles and miles and miles
in Afghanistan