Snark table

     with a fin

like a shark table 

  at the beach 

snark

Snark

 Snarkel 

Catch a snobster 

   boil him in scalding water

    Snootster 

Bootster 

BAM!

   The Snark Table tabla 

      The remedy is in Jersey City

          an Indian restaurants tandoori chicken

              dried and burnt and 

     delicious 

 For a friends 15th birthday 

He got his parents to take us to see a couple 

R rated films at a movie theater in the next town over.

The films were 'What Do You Say To A Naked Lady"

  -basically Candid Camera with nudity

and 'Everything You Always wanted to know about Sex (but were afraid to ask)'

After about ten minutes of the first movie the parents told us they were going to wait in the car. 

?!!

 The wilds 

  of nowhere

a decommissioned nuclear plant

  giant silver domes like a fifties movie

in the middle of nowhere

a whole valley of nothing

dried grass and cow pies

   giant pylons

  transporting thousand of volts watts ? Electricity 

A rotting house and a barn half fallen over 

   a broken ceramic goats head

broken sign for an old redevelopment 

 

 

 We went to a party at a friends house

His parents were gone.

They lived on Morgan Territory Road surrounded by bare sun baked hills and nary a tree for miles. 

At some point the road thinned to almost a single lane weaving on the edge of the cliffs, overlooking the hills and the entire valley. 

One guy would take a joint out of a giant bowl light it and then pass it. Pretty soon everyone had a joint. There were no girls at the party. We listened to an Emerson, Lake and Pakmers album called Tarkus about a giant machine tank armadillo battling flying dinosaur birds. 

 We drove thru Niles Canyon

In 1975 

in a '64 Chevy Impala 

the younger brothers 

stoned like never before

Free Bird was blasting on the eight track

"His fingers! Listen to his fingers!"

We didn't see the canyon lady 

but it was day light

 

 Early jazz 

on your breakfast plate

Rhyme it 

   Shoo it

      Sweet po tootie washing machine

   rhyme it 

King Oliver

    You'll outlive her

  Scrooby doobie fragilistic

   Devils mountain

in the backyard

  Your back is causing weird self flagellation work dreams

  Throopty fjoop 

Charlie sleeping at your feet

    Two sleeping-bag night

   (Cry the neighbor banging at the back window)

What do you want?

   "Got any doggie poop bags?"

        

 

 Climbing up Mt Doom

is a daily exercise

Sam Ganges your way to a One Ring jeweler 

Elves are very good looking but not to be trusted

What do hobbits eat at Passover?

Unelvened bread!

Thanks! you've been great -I'll be two weeks at the Mirkwood Casino starting Thursday. Tom Bombadil will be the opening act. 

 grievous 

and aggrieved 

what does it mean?

       asking for an enemy

         clothed

and aclothed?

     Nah

Turn the car around 

we've Google mapped ourselves into a 

    Death Valley frenchman's stuck in the mud reality

       - never leave the vehicle

           always carry more water than you can drink

    and 

never listen to your old co-worker 

who fucked your girlfriend

 

 

 I don't know

WHO or 

why  but the sun is bright

I walked to the Photo Lab

and gave Rhonda a sticker for a lab in NY

She seemed to like it

She has a cute giggle like a teehee

but sometimes it's just out of nowhere like

a kind of tic which is kind of disconcerting

Like is that some of mental thing?

Dunno I don't really know Rhonda

She works at the lab

 Ermine Squalid

  faced the facts;

There was nothing anywhere that would equal 

the sullen behavior of the facts

So what he thought who gives a fuck?

He lifted his book up and fell asleep 

The End

 smoochie 99

took his head

    and rolled his fat doobies

  Into his brain

  Command was impervious to reason

so the flowers bloomed and groaned

   levitation was unusually pervasive

so he carried a Berretta and no

MEXICAN sideholders 

he forwarded his mail to Leonid St.

    in Vladivostok and left the lounge

 

 smoochie doowrong

lived a sad 

sad 

sad

   sad

  sad

    casket of bitumen

       baked

       in autumn 

        leaves

       with his pal 

    rusty doldrum

      they 

shared a love of

            nothing

     and gave 

     no hoots

     about 

                  diddleysquat 

        the future 

    belonged 

    to ermine

     and and 

   And 

     And 

and 

And