Creature you

    Don't deny it

Filled w pus and yearning

 Hah 

    I'm a liar

    I'm a god

     For no one

   I had a million dollars

       And still was poor

But the creature 

Cries 

  And plays pinochle

    and wear st Vincent de Paul

  Stylish

  Gabardine

Reggae

Red black green yellow

    Selassie 

   Blesses you

  Even though you 

  Wish you were dead

 I fought the casual wanderers

   But it was pointless

I was blinded by what I saw

   And was told

The Truth

  Unambiguous headlines

Fed my stomach 

   My eyes were hungry

But blind

  I left you there

For you insisted grass is green

  But it's red they said

And I'm color blind I think

   So I'm going with red

Less trouble 

   And green is gross

 

 Loud almighty

     pursuant to ideas 

and notions

    you button up 

Yr trousers 

    See

well it ain't nothing

   just ham and cheese

  and grits

 and coffee

Sweet sweet 

  Coffee

Hot and strong

Where's the milk?

    Bukowski stole it

  with his little whiny chirping 

Ah well

  Still a good poeter 

Yessir 

   driving to San Pedro

     

 Basurita 

      Scrappy perro

leaving trash 

   in the hallway

   scraps of ham wrapper

  torn up 

  and chewed 

 Keep

  a stones throw 

             from a birds eye view

     spit in the 

  black 

     alley of heavens nephew

         courageous epiphanies 

   and

  the brakes have no name

        just sugar tits 

             and some poetry 

                    stores

         SALE today!

         words

     Words

 words 

 I moved on Argentina

    but it was Albuquerque 

at elevation

  not good for my carburetor 

    hardly any money

   good thing I didn't by those photos

By Edward Curtis 

    in Santa Fe

Last night on a mystic

  Indian Reservation

  felt like I was on mushrooms

Don Juan

   Walking electrodes 

in the sky

  So what

 Cloop 

   Da brut

             See nobody

Like tomorrow

    Call it

                Radical

forgetfulness 

 Breed antelope

Follow Wyoming

  For winos

      And 3rd st

blues

  Hello 

       America!

Hiding 

   From

   Reality

 In Calpucinm

    W cappuccinos 

And Mystery Train

Mystery trauma

  Are you triggered

By beards

  Now worry 

It ain't 1877

    So no need to worry 

Capsize the obese woman in the boat

Her cat 

   Is crying again

  But no worries 

You got this

  Bagels )8'm

)$8.50

   And .67 cents tax

Gotta pay for ICE

 

A gal barista was wearing a razor blade necklace so I told her the proper way cut your wrist.

Her coworker got all mad at me and said "Apologize to him!"

I was like HIM?

The end

 I cream

   You cream

   We all

Cream

    (Not for Jesus)

Lawd Lawdy

  saints preserve!

The shinbone of a 

   This holy sepulcher 

Embraced in Mantova 

   Giorgione just down the road

  Embrace

 The holy sepulcher 

 Via Chevy's 

    Baby back ribs

Oh wait that's Chili's

 Fuck it 

That's a DO

 

 Piss on yer brain

    No friend would

Say shit

like that

  Or maybe they would

Just not out loud

 

 

 

 Perambulate

    the frozen wasteland

In stained linens

  and bags of tears

Catch the God-fish

  With dog ears

  Cleanse yr soul

fir mmmm

 a thousand years

or last week as it happened

Some say

Most don't 

 But stay close 

To yr enemies