I 

Smoked

  A 

Brain

 Drain

   Tide 

In

Your 

Whimsy

   Pants

see there's no comparison 

                   on the other side of the highway 

               emotional days ahead

    for lost marmots

                         and other group hibernators 

      We stood firm

in our beliefs

                       as a group we were destructed genocision wise

It twerent no thing

       Ma

   It is what it is

They say

But they lie

 Whiffling

    through the murky yellow daisies

enticed by solemn oaths

    of stupidish bulltaco

  Der Vafflesnoider urns and ides

stacks and snides

  with flaming eyes of corporal 

tiney forks

  Beware the frosty Queen o' Dairy

      With "Mister Misty"

and his band of whotorts 

  I called the brethren Nine oh One

 to voice my ragged quavering distress 

"Oh HELP I'm LOST in the present and no hope of 

survival!"

Click.

  

 The morning grey 

is back grey grey grey

say hey willie maze

fall is summer round these partses 

Giddyup cowboy 

I seen green 

I seen yeller

I seen what 

 about a bank teller

Nah 

    Back to riding fences

  in county orange cotton

Ho hum

    Hee hah

  Ridin 

     Ridin 

 Ridin

Still grey

   SF is the greatest of the greys

      but our summer was a hot three days

         In September

 I've gone bonkers

I'm old and worn out and 

Blah blah blah

Dreams are pretty weird

but haven't they always been

somehow lately I welcome the crazy

I'm Dr. Insane!

My teeth light up

Nuclear dentistry!

I'm a seventies Marvel comic book character!

My nemesis Dr Boots is out to bring me down!

But I have a couple tricks ready for him!

Nurse Cabriolet and her bag of vaccines!

 

 Skedaddling boom

   nothing in my brain

trying to recover

I'm in recubbery 

  Three day party takes it toll

I got no remote applejack

my car got impounded

  too much vodka

     I ran for the forest

  being a senior citizen I blended in quick with the deadwood

  I think there's an APB 

for my missing brain cells

  One ADAM TWELVE!

A 459 in action

   CHiPs Poncho

has marital problems

  he ran over his wife

     That's the way the story goes

on 911!

  

 Three day music festival

Now I'm wore out!

Rockin and Kentucky blue grass

Welsh singers quoting Dylan Thomas and Tom Jones

Emmylou talking runny nose and George Jones

Worked the information booth one day

standard questions

No upset attendee complaining about cash free vendors

and having to pay $5 for a gift card. 

I told his old white rich ass Hey it's a three day concert with five stages and it's completely free for everyone else for you it's three hundred dollars and you can pay me cash!

Lol maybe not the best information guy but fuck em!

 

 Crooked wheels

 

scented tears

I'm moving on

   thru baked Alaska

    and Wyomings cattle

     I've seen some 

          Driven cross country

    red VW Squareback

        Orange Pinto

   white VW BUS

2013 Hyundai

     lassoed a plastic cow horn head at a Jr Rodeo in Kansas

     played guitar for a man who grew up with Jack Guthrie 

My guitar only had 5 strings at the time

Lawyer in the South talking

murder

      Warm bath water in the Gulf of Yoo Hoo

   I've been  there 

I've done that

  Swam w Flipper

        Was in Boomtown

    Jamestown

        Boulder 

    Seattle 

      Durham

     Marathon

Lived in New Hampshire

        Drove Route 1

   Melrose 

   Saugus

    Lynn 

In the snow

Cousin was a hoarder

      Condemned her house

Life goes on

        Pensacola

    Baptist Church

   great grandad's pigfarm is now a navy airport runway

 Keep moving

Uncle Carl kept a Winchester on his boat

"Not for fishes"

 

 

I

 I 

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 M I 2

ole for this?

Puhlenty of old timers out there

Prolly not hitting the jamerson and

edgible ahh say la vee

Sean kept saying it's gonna be HOT

   there was no booth 

then there was

  Then there wasnt

finally got it 

Guys carrying one down the trail

Like the punjab mem sa habib

was comin

we put

pennant banners

  and plastic ivy

Used our stick

W info written in 

  w Sharpie 

Got relieved at 

 2:30 

we gone 

 caught the bus 

  home before the madness

must have been thirty 

parked and waiting

 walked upstream to avoid the mass

  kinda drunk

fell over climbing up the hill 

trying to dodge seated folks

  I was that guy

made it though

  Not too much damage done

worse listening to bus banter

  about xyz at pachinko in 2019

   and stfu

   exited and went home 

and fell asleep

Zzzz

 I caught

a fiery breath

beneath the mantle of Hell

caught the Purgatory Express

bound for Wichita

I have no memory of my preceding life

Except bonnets and flowers

  bonnets and flowers

   of a young woman

 

 Try

me

   or 

   not

   sullen 

waves-

    never turn your back to the sea

       sand 

              and burnt red skin

                          don't fuck with the wildlife 

asshole

    the lead is in the water

            the concrete is failing

                mercury in the gills

      fins

      fish smart

              the signs say

     - I don't eat rock crab

            but my wife will-

who knows

                 is this fish ultra processed?

       cast your net wide

                    

  

        

 I thought I was a turtle

turned out I was a snake

I thought

 I had years to go

basking in the sun

slow and steady wins the race

But no 

-my snake wick was burning at both ends-

I am Ourobouros

I never did learn how to spell my name 

they 

chopped me up

and made flags

 I sleep 

a lot

  escape 

    and rest

       Black night

     so

What

  Si senor 

 No tilde

     Sorry

    Mistakes 

      were made

       no typist

    no Remington

 no Smith-Corona

      clacking

     bell dinging

       Head ringing

      Sorry

   senor 

   no tilde again

Senior Taco

      black olives in super burritos

at the corner South L

   and Fourth

       where the old man got his van impounded

driving without a license 

wrong lane

 I tried the tumble

fidget and grumple 

memory chez 

I slept with mumbles

  left brass in the bed

     I don't know what she said

        Blood and tears 

  Blood and fears

  I shooed the shied

she went on talking 

to no effect

  and was mad at my nosy ablutions 

    In a steam shower 

In Per Lachaise 

next to Modigliani

   she cried 

For a dead woman 

  recently buried

We rode to Montparnase

  With Walter and Celeste

      Shakespeare & Co

   and James Joyce