WHIFFLING THROUGH THE TULGEY WOOD
the frumious bandersnatch or whose part is this? The Tecate Wars 2007-2031 V. 1(non-explicated)
Sunday, September 06, 2026
Saturday, September 05, 2026
I left the Surf bands at the park
all gray haired surf rockers
cranking out their version of the same old thing
One guy expanded occasionally but he needed to turn up his volume twice as loud!
Blast it mother fucker! it's surf ROCK!
not EASY LISTENING for old farts
POUND THEIR EARS LIKE A GODDAMN OCEAN SWELL!
I traveled a little
Spent two and a half months in Europe
pretty much dirt poor with a Eurail pass
nights sleeping on overnight train trips
berths too hot or cold
families eating sandwiches and laughing
old fat men smoking cigarettes and burping
we started in Amsterdam
We went to the Damrak and saw the ladies seated in the window
Ready for business
Then we went to Hamburg to see a friend of my GF's performance. He was kind a of a big deal. We sat in the theater with hundreds of others watching rehearsals. It was some strange performance about some Admiral years ago. Lots of movement lights strange shaped boats and stuff. I took pictures but most came out kind of blurry.
We took a boat trip down the Rhine River and spent one night in a castle. Pretty cool. There were a bunch of castles on the Rhine. I think they charged merchants to pass but I'm guessing.
We went to Koln and saw the giant cathedral that survived WWII. Then we took a train to Switzerland. Pretty nice with beautiful mountains and lakes and stuff. Lots of dairy cows with giant bells around their necks.
Friday, September 04, 2026
I was poor and I worked at a bookstore
for like $5 an hour
I was dating a gal who dressed
like Madonna in the eighties
(it was the eighties)
We went to see a band and we took a ton of mushrooms
and got super high
I got an idea in my head that Woody Allen
would help me with money!
I'd write a
Letter to Woody
like the Dylan song
but not to Woody Guthrie
but later I forgot about the idea
because I was pretty sure
it wouldn't work
GO HOME NOW
STIFLING HAG!
shoot yer shoes
fill your brain
with old movies
Forget this poem
It's crap
Let everything be
GO ON NOW
to Santa Cruz
or Soquel
drooping oaks
what are they called
Live Oak
Let your guard down
For once in your fucking
Life
No one's out to get you
They could care less
about your blonde hair
and your blue eyes
and your degree in Fine Art
from the University of California
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