Battleship Gray

That was the color of the sun faded

'63 Ford Fairlane four door sedan

Not even sure what color it was originally 

My sister bought a batik at cost plus import

And redid the ceiling in the car

Hippie mobile 

When it became mine

I painted a white racing stripe on the hood

Later, after taking acid, a stencil of John Lennon

Screaming on the drivers side door

"MOTHER YOU HAD ME BUT..."

My dad bought the car for $25.

 Shiny fingers

and smeared red lipstick

Cute college girl working 

the cafe 

She has a nice laugh

Studies psychology

Never or maybe heard of Jung

Don't know why I brought it up

How can she study psychology at the college level and not know Jung?

I guess he's not popular these days

Too metaphysical

Stick with the modern guys 

Why do I go down these rabbit holes?

Transference!

Guilt?

Sex! 

...my parents

Let's forget the whole thing

Book closed

Lock it up in your stomach

And never tell ANYONE!

EVER!

 I can't write for shit 

I try 

But it always just comes out 

more of the same old crap

"You've got to reach into the darkness...it has to scare the crap out of you."

I know the routine but it's like talking to a moron. 

Would you trust a moron? What is moron? 

That's me 

Bob Moronski

Licensed shit head LSH

Got an office down on Cabrillo Street

Give us a call  

My secretary will set it up

Well fuck your brains up and send you a bill

Please pay on time

 San Franshitsco 

Holy water

    Ran thru the dry cement

        A widow in black

  Rode a white horse

Her dead husband crying his eyes out

Until he breathed again

 That's this city

 I dreamt 

Of John Cale violin

Scratching over New Jersey 

Tambourine banging in Englewood

Your castle house in the forested glen 

Well actually on a rise 

Above the rest

Filled to the brim so rooms

Are closed off unusable

Boxes of clothes books paper toys rugs paintings 

Sealed ecumenically and you

Worrying about your mothers storage spaces in Ft Lee

Going through them one by one 

While I dig thru the basement for an old man's 

Ceramic work stacked and covered by dust sawdust

Mouse poo bits of wood 2x4's planks tools old vacuum broken bits cracked ceramic artworks and various assortment

Paid to clean them them out 

Hose them down 

Photograph them 

and tomorrow

More more more

 Shit ass poetry

Begets shit ass dreams of you

with stoic benighted fat asses

Potatoe chips and lozenges  

With smiling people talking 

SO LOUD  

but fuck it

It's whatever like

Shit ass poetry 

 I caught

The broken beewitch 

With purple glands 

And broiled eyes

Her torn lies seethed out of her

She stood and made hash browns

    The tv was on

   blasting Days of our Lives

  The broken vacuum cleaner

Lay on the floor

I read the newspaper

Land mines in Bruggia 

   Death in Kamchatka 

  Oil prices rising 

Turds for sale

   Cats are running the country

  Automated cycles leaving men floundered

  Time stops for a black man in Queens

   Mojo mchatter buys lucky leprechaun scotch

   Boys jerking off in clubhouse

  Woman gets raped in Congress

  Stylish movie star found dead in LA

  KING fetus dead in polygon land

 

 He used to call me

at 3 am to talk

He was drunk and maybe on blow 

Yak yak yak YAK!

He wouldn't shut up

He didn't want to listen to anything

Just wanted to talk

Blah blah blah

After twenty minutes

I'd try to politely get off the phone

Why POLITELY? He was drunk!

Finally I would just hang it up

Sometimes he'd still be talking

"Oh, we got cut off."

Or something

Eventually I stopped answering.

Sleep beautiful sleep 

 

 

 Summer Plebes 

Cold 

Morning

     Hey ho 

    Is Ginsburg alive

   he took photos

 Poetry sucks 

I don't write poetry 

I can't

I just scribble

And fool around 

What's Henry Miller's best book?

Tropic of Cancer or the Colossus at Maroussi?

Who knows 

So different

  Ho hum

Cold morning summer

Northern is it northern? 

   Say what you will

North of no one 

   north of Big Sur

north of Brisbane

Cow palace 

   Santa Cruz

Watsonville

  North of nobody

North of who cares

  North of hello

 

 I ate cabbage tonight 

red cabbage w shallots, mushrooms, garlic, & tofu

health food

Yay 

Good for you!

Cabbage in the cold blustery summer when the fog rolls over the city to announce yer fucking summers here! Special Delivery.

So I'm eating cabbage like an Irish peasant hunkered down under the blustery wet wind off the sea foghorns blasting in the night

Yay! Sweet nicotine dreams people chasing me and having fights where  I hit them seventeen times but they keep coming...

 

 river 

Fools  

   Linoleum 

    trees 

 Scent 

     Alcohol

   Sideways

        Still

    Blue shoes

        Bastards 

         Have you been to LA?

          saber tooth tiger

    Watts 

          giant yesterdays

      photos 

       Sand 

     Walkways 

      beer beer beer

    San Pedro drunk

       old and used up

       VW Bug 

    or Beetle 

hub caps

 GENETIC POISON

he crossed the brain sea

In a cardboard boat 

      no life preservers 

           for him

      just an owl and a toy laser gun

             climbing the waves 

         with an aluminum ladder of owl screeches

   "Say oh say sweet darlin'"

         His girlfriend was fussing 

    with her dads broken camera

          "No camera islands as far the eye can see!"

      She posed naked on the waves 

     And watched owl fish 

       dive bombing 

    Etruscan fisherman in Greece

"Oh say oh say sweet darlin'"

           The sea train was pulling out of the station

         But the WWIII had begun

 

 Creature tab

 

Reflecting again

   In piss soaked 

      Ramrod 

       Piles of books

     and plastic bags 

    Oh say can you see

                                  I'm not trying anymore

                             I've spent the change

Wasted my time

        and smoked my brain

                I'm off to espresso walks

            Plantar shoes

      And non army jacket

             To buy CD's 

         Heat the children scream 

                                   at burritos and mai-tais

and side eye moms

dressed like they're exercising

They're not 

Never were

 Young women laughing on the back steps 

Friday night in the city- those girls are having fun- how can you be so happy- don't you know the worlds 

falling apart? It's a shithole! They're blind! it's night they can't see, they're wandering around in the dark, probably drunk! And having a barrel of laughs- I was I was them.

 shit faced Charlie

Smoking and reading Chaucer

In the Panhandle

He lies a lot but it don't matter 

It's all good 

He once ran a large advertising agency

doing ads for Shell, Nestle, and Williams- Sonoma

Those days are past

Seems he was always a liar

Pathological 

Couldn't help himself

He lied when it didn't matter

I guess he did it to make people like him?

I dunno. Told me his dad died of AIDS.

A year later he introduced me to his dad.

I guess he recovered. 

The drinking was always there but when his reputation 

caught up to him he self medicated with booze. 

Now he's living near the panhandle in an old International.

Could be worse.

 Elves and Pins (for Washington Irving)

 Lost in the woods

Flowers 

Yellow and blue, pink 

flowers and wiry plants 

Oak that is poison!

berries tons of berry plants 

too early, just pretty flowers

bears like berries!

Wildcats around 

Large birds soar overhead

Small protected creek said to contain Coho salmon

But hard to believe 

Game warden came out to see what was being done

With the culvert improvements

Children's voices laughing 

Ages 5,6,7,8,9,10

Some look kinda Asian 

some Germanic Scottish

He says they're good kids 

Nice and curious 

They live up the road

In a big red house