I'm

Moving 

In 

The 

I'm moving nowhere

nowhere good

there is no direction but down 

or just around

around the fleas 

Around the bugs

the sycophant insects

Pale spiders

morose hairy California tarantulas 

crawling on the road 

Oblivious to the automobiles

Flying by at 60 mph 

Nowhere is where I am

It's always here and just around the corner

 The center is dead

walk off the earth

spit on little children 

Kick the dog

paint the sidewalks 

Fleas termites ticks mosquitoes are banging at your head

the sides are forgotten

You are the problems problem

So what else is new?

 I'm rotting in sunshine

it's banging at the blinds

as I lay in bed mildly hungover the

Labor Day bbq required the application of strong margaritas 

and rolling in a bouncy house left me confusedly aching

It's heating up and it's not normal

fuck the sunshine 

 

 It's tiring always being a genius

especially when no one can see it

heavy load to bear

"after I'm dead"

the motherfuckers will come out of the cracks in the walls

They'll crawl out 

from under fetid rocks

What's a fetid rock? 

Idiots?

 I WANT PHOTOS

B&W 

BLURRY 

AND CONTRASTY

IM ADDICTED

TO PHOTOS

GIVE ME PHOTOS

DIANA ME

AGAIN AGAIN AND 

some more

Klonk my Batman brain

  I'm a bat cave!

I'm

Not 

A 

Wizard

      Nor a 

       POET

IM 

NOT 

NOT NOT

IM 

A 

drawing

a pencil drawing 

of a naked 

woman

     I'm

A sullen

Coffee need ing 

Mfucker 

at

6:44 

am

 I have no spires

I am no cathedral in black nights 

watching the sorry the weak the poor trudge thru 

Yup not me! Get another fool! 

 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!

 There's got to be something real

in this god forsaken place

what's happened to my brain

is anything tangible 

I know it is 

But it doesn't seem like it

I guess this how people go crazy

I guess if you think you're crazy you probably aren't

but that's little reassurance 

So blooobbety bloo

and super you too!

 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. 

 I captured the Monster

With a ball of twine

three hairpins

and a Farmers pitchfork

things didn't go well until 

he went off to school

then he was their problem

I made a chicken sandwich and 

relaxed

 

 No go

it ain't working

what can you do?

Oh well move on

This is it

No it's never it

It's just a bump

Speed bump

Speed humps they call em out here

Speed Humps Ahead

 Some nights sleep

are fucked up

what was that

is my brain really that fucked 

I guess so 

or ? what kind of other explanation would there be?

nature vs nurture 

Huh?

It's my nature to nurture fucked up dreams

 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

 I ate an edible 

and drove around the city

it was a gorgeous sunny day

I listened to Jerry live on a cd in the car

the Presidio had some food trucks

so I stopped and got a Tikka Massala burrito

Unfortunately it was pretty crappy

Blecch!

 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 

    

 

 LAWD

BLEES

DIS 

ROBERT FRANK

     Picture maker

BLACK 

   &

WHITE

AMERICA