so you're
feeling
pretty fucked
up feeling
pretty free like
a pretty
pair of panties
sliding
to the floor
but an
officer has just
pulled you
over and that
seat belt
is choking
you and you
should have
stayed
home asshole
like they
told you to do
on the TV news
because
we are
out in force
as if those
people you might
have killed
are really worth
killing
12/31/08
12/30/08
Here's That Rainy Day
to the late great Freddie Hubbard
when I snuck backstage
to tell you how
much I love you
you gave me a 20 dollar
bill to go get a 12-pack
of Budweiser so we
could bullshit proper
"you gonna come
back ain't you?"
shit man that was funny
so was me asking how
that Ascension
session was and what
did Coltrane have in mind
and then all your guys
with those fine
Japanese bitches
saying yeah how was that
never thinking to ask
after playing with you
for so long damn
and when it was time
for the next set you just sat
the first tune out with me
talking there in the wings
finishing the beers listening
to that beautiful shit
coming out of your group
until you had to go back on
and you told me "stay cool"
as you picked up your
horn and walked out
bathed in all that light
poised to motherfucking blow
when I snuck backstage
to tell you how
much I love you
you gave me a 20 dollar
bill to go get a 12-pack
of Budweiser so we
could bullshit proper
"you gonna come
back ain't you?"
shit man that was funny
so was me asking how
that Ascension
session was and what
did Coltrane have in mind
and then all your guys
with those fine
Japanese bitches
saying yeah how was that
never thinking to ask
after playing with you
for so long damn
and when it was time
for the next set you just sat
the first tune out with me
talking there in the wings
finishing the beers listening
to that beautiful shit
coming out of your group
until you had to go back on
and you told me "stay cool"
as you picked up your
horn and walked out
bathed in all that light
poised to motherfucking blow
12/28/08
MIRACLE OF LIFE
just seconds
after the Big
Bang in the
beginning of
time and space
a Universe of
open rooms fills
with transients
made of connect
the dot stars
causing sparks as
they walk on dry
carpet soon stained
by cheap black wine
after the Big
Bang in the
beginning of
time and space
a Universe of
open rooms fills
with transients
made of connect
the dot stars
causing sparks as
they walk on dry
carpet soon stained
by cheap black wine
12/27/08
12/25/08
12/23/08
WHAT'S MY MOTHERFUCKIN' NAME?
2009 marks 4 decades of me being a published poet
in this once greatest country so try and find any of my
books in your local bookstore and you'd be shit out of
luck yet if I would have similarly wasted my life doing
almost anything else I could be retired by now with a
modest check and better teeth but all I've got to show
are consequential words across an empty white space
in this once greatest country so try and find any of my
books in your local bookstore and you'd be shit out of
luck yet if I would have similarly wasted my life doing
almost anything else I could be retired by now with a
modest check and better teeth but all I've got to show
are consequential words across an empty white space
12/19/08
Winter In America
a 300 lb. Wal-Mart mama
with bacon strips in the
panties secretly considers
a face transplant via the
magazine rack at checkstand
7 when an unemployed and
balding grief counselor
glances over and smiles
with bacon strips in the
panties secretly considers
a face transplant via the
magazine rack at checkstand
7 when an unemployed and
balding grief counselor
glances over and smiles
12/14/08
12/12/08
THE POEMS
I watch the nightly news and I love
all of you assholes in this new great
depression who have lost your job
or who very soon will from Detroit
on down with your credit cards burnt
and the mortgage and a greaseball
coming to take that new car and oh
but little Eddie has asthma and how'm
I gonna get the medicine and blah blah
blah blah fuck you welcome to my world
of the bleak hustle and the food banks
and the hospital financial aid and the
petty theft and the drug sales and the
parking lot handouts and the flea markets
and the top ramen at the end of the month
and the energy assistance and the car held
together with baling wire and absolutely
no one there to ask for any kind of magical
relief for almost all of these last 40 years
except there's the poems so now you tell
me which one of us is going to survive
all of you assholes in this new great
depression who have lost your job
or who very soon will from Detroit
on down with your credit cards burnt
and the mortgage and a greaseball
coming to take that new car and oh
but little Eddie has asthma and how'm
I gonna get the medicine and blah blah
blah blah fuck you welcome to my world
of the bleak hustle and the food banks
and the hospital financial aid and the
petty theft and the drug sales and the
parking lot handouts and the flea markets
and the top ramen at the end of the month
and the energy assistance and the car held
together with baling wire and absolutely
no one there to ask for any kind of magical
relief for almost all of these last 40 years
except there's the poems so now you tell
me which one of us is going to survive
12/11/08
THE LEGEND OF DAVE CHURCH (01/20/1947 - 11/27/2008)
slumped
over in
a cab
with the
death
poem
how it
happens
when
trying to
get last
words out
a second
before it
shouldn't
matter
over in
a cab
with the
death
poem
how it
happens
when
trying to
get last
words out
a second
before it
shouldn't
matter
12/10/08
I Know Something About Love
So far, in this lifetime,
I've pumped out enough
semen to lift any boat
full of insane women
off the ground.
I've pumped out enough
semen to lift any boat
full of insane women
off the ground.
12/3/08
NO XMAS
for Jon Alan Carroll
such a righteous story you
told all those years ago about
that drunk who picked you up
hitchhiking Xmas Eve on the
downside when the dude says
there ain't no Xmas for
bums like us that it has stuck
with me this far past every
agonizing holiday and reminds
me of the time I played Santa
at the Emporium Capwell in
San Francisco when some kid
had asked me to please cure
her mother's cancer right after
this other girl had wanted the
fur coat in the window down the
street at Macy's each with the
distinct pleading of their own
station in life which made it
easier to customize the lie so
that when after the shift was
over and I took off the costume
that reeked of piss from hundreds
of kids sitting on my lap all day
I felt like what that prick God
must feel like and I punched out
to go get a double shot backed
with a High Life not exactly too
gentle into that Stille Nacht
such a righteous story you
told all those years ago about
that drunk who picked you up
hitchhiking Xmas Eve on the
downside when the dude says
there ain't no Xmas for
bums like us that it has stuck
with me this far past every
agonizing holiday and reminds
me of the time I played Santa
at the Emporium Capwell in
San Francisco when some kid
had asked me to please cure
her mother's cancer right after
this other girl had wanted the
fur coat in the window down the
street at Macy's each with the
distinct pleading of their own
station in life which made it
easier to customize the lie so
that when after the shift was
over and I took off the costume
that reeked of piss from hundreds
of kids sitting on my lap all day
I felt like what that prick God
must feel like and I punched out
to go get a double shot backed
with a High Life not exactly too
gentle into that Stille Nacht
12/2/08
Stranger On The Shore
in Mr. Acker Bilk's
driveway what you
remember before
you were born may
be helpful in death
but two lug nuts on
a rim is flat stupid
driveway what you
remember before
you were born may
be helpful in death
but two lug nuts on
a rim is flat stupid
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