eye am your first fuck
eye am your last fuck
eye am your storm
eye am your righteous fuck

the woman at the cash register at trader joe’s funny eye say woman she’s every bit a bite of hot salsa on a chip in that trader joe hippie punk sort of way but really she’s a girl maybe early twenties maybe eye can’t tell any more she says she’s from florence up in oregon you know oregon she asks eye say yeah but eye don’t you know other than Portland where eye once asked a young stoner on the streets for directions whereupon he attempted to send me on no less than fifteen left and four right turns to get to my destination him winking saying hey in that wisdom from the mouths of babes him winking saying uncle it ain’t the destination it’s the journey eye rewarded him with a small green bud which we smoked before eye embarked on said stated path him walking part of the way alongside she asks you know oregon eye say yeah just because eye’m an old phat fuck she’s young and cute and sexy with those sweet little tits standing up talking to me eye mean eye know her lips were moving but those tits whispered to me said hey look down here ain’t nothing better in this entire store to look at ain’t nothing better to cast your loving gaze on other than us

eye concur mumble yeah florence yeah but tell me more

she laughs she says wow no one knows florence eye smile grin well hey eye’m a gee oh graphical kind of guy eye especially dig those contour maps eye like to slide my fingers along the rocky ridges dip down into the green green grass of home splash along the edge of the oceans you know gaze and touch them she smile grin at me sideways she say due west from eugene on the coast eye nod knowingly not a fucking clue she say leaning over her hands palm down on the check out counter in a partial downward dog chest yes tiny ta ta’s projecting forward still calling to me eye’m leaning on the little elevated table with the ay tea em credit card magic money pay machine eye want to lick her brown eyes she say  hey you ever read sometimes a great notion you know ken kesey eye say yeah girl eye even seen the movie you know paul newman

she gave me that look of yeah whoever

she says well yeah that's florence my mom was hitch hiking through them parts one time she got picked up by ken kesey himself in his big old convertible eye ask was it raining then she gives me the question mark eyebrows eye say you know convertible rain kind of fucked up she laughs she says she misses the rain that's why today earlier this afternoon was really cool all the rain it hailed don't you know hailed big old rock size chunks of ice she says she misses the rain the storms

she never answers my question did it rain on the convertible was the top down she probably don’t remember eye don’t care eye just want to remember her my little emily at the cash register eye just want to envision her with her top down

eye remember jacksonville florida my uncle wallace not my real uncle we just called him uncle my uncle wallace he had this cabin on the beach we stayed with him a lot hung out in jacksonville a lot eye walked up and down the boardwalk in the early evenings by myself just a snot nosed kid from the sticks with hair down on his shoulders singing alice cooper songs

well we got no choice all the girls and boys makin all that noise cause they found new toys

singing alice cooper songs to myself eye hated everyone eye was redneck punk with jacking off on the mind eye was thirteen eye guess eye was supposed to hate everyone eye wanted to get into fights come on baby fight me fight me let’s get down in the mud let’s draw blood eye remember jay-ville the beach the evening storms eye was my own fucking storm

ah the summer of discovering my cock

eye remember jay-ville the beach the evening storms that came through with thunder and lightening and dark dark clouds god she is such a metaphor and the clouds oh the dark dark clouds sitting low over the water towering way up above the world eye loved to sit out on the front porch in those big ol adirondack chairs while the storms blew through my old man sitting out there with us giving slipping me sips of beer from his michelob bottle

me and my uncle wallace with the scrabble board sometimes eye would win sometime he would win he’d point up into the clouds he’d say hey look did you see that there he is you gotta look in just the right place gotta tilt your head just the right way squint your eyes just the right way look up there see

there’s god

eye look eye tilt my head eye squint my eyes well we can’t salute ya can’t find a flag if that don’t suit ya that’s a drag

one thing eye miss about back home back down in south georgia north florida them thunder storms the way them things rolled roared in over the swamp scaring the shit out of churchy la femme albert porky pine pogo he be screaming first raised to the sky

we have met the enemy he is us

baby eye have met my fuck she be you don’t you know you be my storm

eye am your first fuck
eye am your last fuck
eye am your storm
eye am your righteous fuck

one thing eye miss about back home back down in south georgia north eff ell ay them thunder storms so fucking intense we used to count one two three see the lightening strike start the count one two three keep counting until the thunder cracked rolled rumbled then divide by five

was it ten

computate calculate discombobulate how many miles away the lightening struck no less a scientist than my grandma taught me that she who also told me that if it rained while the sun was shining the devil was beating his wife my grandma she taught me history too she’d spit whenver the name william tecumseh sherman was mentioned uttered she’d spit cross her fingers close her eyes mutter something vile and unchristian she being the good georgian she was goddamn yankees was of no use to her me though eye always liked those yankee girls eye always fell for those yankee girls tell me tell me

are you a yankee girl miz sweet tea are you

school’s out for summer school’s out forever school’s been blown to pieces

eye miss those summer nights this is where it gets funny cuz let me just say eye fucking despise every fucking thing about south georgia the people the rednecks the crackers the dumb niggers the idiots the fuck ups the quaint little shacks the fire ants the roaches the mosquitoes the deer fly the armadillos the opossums the gar the snakes the mud the fucking mud my fucking family eye can’t fucking stand those ignorant cocksuckers but eye miss those summer nights

kicking back maybe dosed up a little bit all natchr’l you know home picked shrooms

lying down on some sandy bank of the withlacootchie river slow black river winding through the swamp looking up into the dark vastness the darkness that just goes forever starless it starts slowly a flash here off to the left another over and behind you know just kicking back just another just one one one summer night maybe near about midnight round midnight we gonna let it all hang out we wandered through the fields of lowndes county down south of valdosta down near the eff ell ay border lake country we wandered through some fields eye don’t know why wonder boy steve carried his aluminum tennis racket maybe he was driven to excel to practice at all time maybe he was up for a game any hour of the day maybe he was dosed maybe we all were dosed

mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey

just one one one night big south georgia sky heat lightening flashing orange yellow red fuck what a show starts slow builds just like your tongue a flick there a flick here next thing eye know you’ve enveloped me with stormy self

eye am your first fuck
eye am your last fuck
eye am your storm
eye am your righteous fuck

something about the heat lightening just dances for us dance baby dance something about the heat lightening way way up high orange yellow red fuck what a show yeah eye miss the storms baby you are my storm you whirl all about me you swirl your energy come climb the steps with me let’s sit out on the roof let’s watch the storm build let’s storm the ramparts release revenge on all about me

come on baby slide

spill

just one one one night just give me give me there ain’t no eye there ain’t no middle eye am pure chaos eye am pure energy eye am pure this is me eye am your storm come on baby climb the steps hold your hands high close your eyes eye am your storm let me wet you let me soak you let me blow you about it’s oh kay oh yeah let’s just yeah let’s just

eye am your first fuck
eye am your last fuck
eye am your storm
eye am your righteous fuck

stormy mondays and all that

 

god he never showed his ugly face

eye needed him oh yes he was a him then my age my youth my place in the world ignorant of the possibilities that hashem jehovah god dog whoever just might indeed be a woman a voluptuous earth mother full of peace love understanding no god was a him old grey bearded flowing robes big staff not to be confused with big dick eye didn’t think about dicks then eye mean other than my own redneck cracker hippie that eye was god was a him vicious vengeful biblical moses like but eye needed him eye needed him to come explain why tell me about the why and the fucker just never showed up never showed his ugly face

robbie he says holding up the peter pan peanut butter jar to the bare naked light bulb screwed into the socket hanging from the cord hanging from the ceiling thin beaded on off chain floating beneath casting a long snake shadow on the bare naked cedar floor on our bare naked feet on my thirteen year old twinkly toes robbie he says hey michael

eye would do you no harm

saturday night eye’m bouncing around my place music playing loud eye’m thinking about sugar eye’m thinking streusel strudel bavarian vanilla cream whipped to a frenzy saturday evening one and only favorite oldest son comes bopping in friends in tow he is the fucking cheshire cat he is grinning ear to ear eyes bright eyes wide hair wild twenty year old fair skinned scruffy whiskers skateboarding scars up and down his arm he is up for the weekend holiday weekend in the city santa barbara gets too small for him too many suburban blonde babes

eye consider the paradox of too many blonde babes

he grins
he says
hey hey poppa-loo
he grins
he says
hey hey how are you

eye love him so oh yeah eye do my heart melts with the touch of his very essence he is grinning ear to ear his teeth sparkle in the light eye give him my gaze that loving father thing do a double take hey eye’ve seen this before eye’ve seen those eyes those pupils hey jayboy tell me tell me you boys been bouncing around the park with more than a doobie or two you dudes dosing dancing dizzy down dream theater lane

he grins
he says
hey hey poppa-gee
he grins
he says
we ain’t doing no sugaree

yeah though eye know eye just know daddy-o he know once you been on the bus you know everyone on the bus eye smile eye wink eye say hey you guys hanging here right you staying in right they say yeah got nowhere to go poppa-lo eye wink eye smile we eat breakfast the next day sitting at the counter at bill’s on clement he say how’d you know eye say yeah trying not to be too ward cleaver about it say eye just know eye do love it give you strange powers

robbie he say hey drink this eye say what it do he say it fuck you up eye say

oh

robbie he say drink this eye take the peter pan peanut butter jar sniff it wiggle my nose wiggle my tongue ooh wee vile disgusting he say go on now drink it eye drink gulp choke burp drink gag cough flake shake bake robbie he say hey swallow this eye say what it do it be pink and crumbly he say robbie he say it be tea aitch see eye say hey what it do he say it fuck you up eye say

oh

robbie he say his seventeen years huffing and puffing his eyes blazing from within his wild bearded scarecrow head he say hey take this eye put it on my tongue eye swallow gulp they say hey let’s go let’s go we do the woods we do yeah eye get fucked up eye see all sorts of shit eye see the earth spinning eye hear the trees talking whispering singing eye witness two owls fighting claw and nail and wing and beak screeching silhouetted by the full moon eye shrink into the loam as my cousins their friends yell at me for howling with the wolves of cuthbert georgia and eye looked and eye looked and eye looked but

goddamn eye didn’t see the old man eye didn’t see god

that summer we walked the fields of southwest georgia randolph county we kicked cowshit we carried paper bags we played johnny shroom spore always thump the hood three times let the spores float down down to the soggy steaming afternoon cow paddy to spring forth visions on yet another wet and humid day that summer eye

learned the fine art of shroom seeking always always always got to be growing in cowshit always always always got to have purple ring around the top eye felt like fucking euell gibbons reminds me of the taste of wild hickory nuts we tripped all summer eye went all summer but

goddamn eye didn’t see the old man eye didn’t see god

eye closed my eyes eye clicked my heels together three times thirty times three hundred times three thousand times la la la la la la got to be thinking none of this shit is real this house this mailbox this truck this grill guard this barreling down the highway at one hundred miles per whack crash whoosh truck getting it on with the mail box cage match

she licked my cock that summer so much better than seeing god

eye grin
eye say
come on puff-la
eye grin
eye say
help me help me pa

goddamn eye didn’t see the old man eye didn’t see god

love though it give you strange powers and all that

eye love your touch
touch me
let me breathe

eye love to fuck you to this beat eye love to fuck you with this song playing through the room bouncing off the walls bouncing off my insides my stomach tight focused on the thrust no baby it ain’t the olympics it’s just fucking just an old fashioned fucking it’s the hip shake sugar sometimes it’s all in the wrist tonight sweet tea it’s all in the hips find the angle my cock your cunt find the spot find it find the spot eye love to fuck you to this beat eye love to fuck you with this song playing through the room bouncing off the walls

goddamn

take the razor
slide it cross my throat
it’s a bloodletting
ain’t no droplets leaving scablets on the weathered leather that’s become my skin let it bleed let it bleed ain’t no bandaid gonna cover this wound it’s a full on flow ebbing with each heartbeat pounding thick rich oxygenated syrupy lifelove

pooling pooling pooling

eye’m gonna put on my water wings float to heaven float like the fucking maharishi on acid levitate meditate transliterate eye’m going to find myself a nice comfortable paradigm settle in kick back feet up wrap my arms around you bring you down with me enjoy my insanity come on sugar take a step off the ledge that first step’s a doozy take you down ah yeah such an old fashioned throw down

take your nail
single nail
slide it down my back
love lingers love lasts love leaves lasting scars my body eye’m a marked man mortally mangled a crisscross a tic tac toe of diddling desire yeah sometimes in the dark deep in the dark it is indeed all about that slice and dice tic tac toe slice an ex brand an oh such a sizzling seduction smell the burning flesh we never quite finish the game it’s a pull keep pulling it’s a push keep pushing the door is locked keep pushing in through the out door jerry lewis coming through with a tray full of plates full of spaghetti and meatballs bada bing bada bang spinning across the floor

graceful like a ballerina

grinning like a chimpanzee

flipping familiar funny faces while you lie back with your eyes closed lie honestly with partial truths just give me peace let me breathe

ah the white the white so many shades

sometimes silver take the razor slide it cross my throat it’s a bloodletting it’s a goddamned soaking of the sheets semen stains then just goes away invisible ink eye might join the see aye ay eye’m a spy eye’m a

secret

agent man eye got spy cameras eye make memorable maudlin movies flash them up on my personal high def eyelid theater one of my favorites the transvestite crack whore captured with hidden personality cameras focused on the bipolar backseat of my car goddamn that was hot yeah eye think it was legal hey eye got a signed release well oh kay she he was kind of out of it eye had to help her him sign scribble acknowledgement assign acquiescence those rufies

flunitrazepam

those rufies really do just make a girl guy melt in your hands not in your mouth oh baby show me your inner rex you’re too punk to have a bruce show me show me

ah the white so many shades

swing with the sunrise sunlight sunshine ride the sunbeams on home plunge deep moan for me tell me how deep tell me don’t bother to whisper eye’m deaf better scream better let the neighbors know take the plunge eye love your touch today touch me let me breathe

take the truth
hone it to a fine edge
slide it along my throat
watch me bleed gurgle spurt life love lust watch it pool on the pillow watch me spew unsettled seed ah the white so many shades eye’m

a secret agent man and all that

  
 

death hey it’s the new black

there was a schmuck his name was meehall he died he was a big white guy didn’t help him this ain’t a story about white supremacy or anything eye ain’t that way just saying that’s all meehall yeah he died

yeah cocksucker up and died
bigass massive heart attack
finger in the socket he’s fried
death it’s the new black

up and went and had some sort of massive fucking coronary stupid cocksucker should have hung on what the fuck was he thinking someone told me hey maybe you’re next maybe you’re next in line take a number sign your name your table will be ready soon yeah eye always put someone else’s name figure eye’ll fool old man death he’ll be looking for eddie hah fuck him eye’ll just be sitting there drinking my coffee the old man must be older than dirt by now anyway he can’t see too well cataracts too vain to wear glasses

that’s why eye’m one with buddy holly

there was a schmuck he called himself meehall big tall good looking motherfucker couldn’t play cards worth a shit three dollar raises all night long he didn’t give a shit he didn’t give a fuck sometimes he won most times he lost yeah old meehall who wasn’t so old he died just up and died like some ordinary schmuck

yeah cocksucker up and died
bigass massive heart attack
finger in the socket he’s fried
death it’s the new black

funny how it was just a year or so ago he up and died then came back to life jesus ain’t got nothing on this guy

get a call from the sandman he say hey brother meehall he up and died but nobody knows where he is he be dead the po po they say he dead his girlfriend well one of them she say he dead we all gather round we all give a cry we all say

what the fuck

say it ain’t so yeah funny how it was just a year or so ago he up and died on the third day he arose from the dead can’t get this song out of my head fuck me sister take me to bed gotta eat that muff eye just got to be fed yeah we cancer joe really found him hanging out at his place cancer joe he said hey fuckface you’re supposed to be dead he said smiling he said yeah but it just didn’t work out the jay man got nothing on meehall he got dead and buried arose from the grave sat at the right hand side of some woman some women maybe some farm animals he was some sort of wild cocksucker eye mean eye ain’t saying as they say in the movies eye ain’t saying that the man was into interspecies erotica eye’m just saying eye saw the man walking around naked in a vegas hotel room the dude was hanging like a farm animal arose from the grave sat at the left hand too he was a big guy big tall good looking motherfucker but

yeah cocksucker up and died
bigass massive heart attack
finger in the socket he’s fried
death it’s the new black

grew a pony tail played guitar became a photographer styled himself an artist decided he didn’t want to play cops and robbers any more came into the card game one night we’re sitting around playing cards smoking doobers passing them around big meehal walked into the room commanding fucking presence said hey sorry i’m late i had things to attend to

he said walking back into the kitchen tipping up the bill of his cap he said

some crazy meth freak down at aquatic park decided to go all scorcese on us started shooting his gun at some other meth freak who also happened to be at aquatic park thing is the other meth freak he had a gun too started shooting back shot meth freak number one right in the head blew his brains all over the inside of the dude’s truck

meehall he held out his hand

his big old paw suspended in the air palm up cupped fingers meehall he said fucking brains held his fucking brains right here in my hand scraped them off the inside of the roof of the truck felt sort of like a hand full of grey uni like someone had turned off the fridge at the sushi bar everything sort of went bad everything sort of went straight down hill

meehall he didn’t win that night just didn’t get the cards

he won in vegas though stayed up all night hey anyone seen meehall nah ain’t seen him anyone notice where meehall went last i saw him he was at the stud table with a pile of chips in front of him ah shut the fuck up he’s a grown man sandman yelling at me to turn off the television fuck that elimidate was in full swing

alias is the new elimidate in my heart

we went to vegas took a big road trip rented a big white cadillac drove down one oh one cut across the desert smoked a big old doobie in honor of james dean when we passed that famous site hell we smoked big old doobies all the way down me meehall sandman cancer joe made it to vegas got us a fine dee lux hotel room did copious amounts of drugs laid around the pool staring grading admiring degrading the talent

are we not men

we went to vegas we fell in love with all the young half naked women we fell in love with all the young fully clothed women hell we fell in love with all the women eye have to admit eye can find redeeming fuckable qualities in just about anyone yeah baby that includes you we went to vegas we fell in love with each other but

yeah cocksucker up and died
bigass massive heart attack
finger in the socket he’s fried
death it’s the new black

 meehall we hardly knew ye why did you have to leave so soon goodamn left behind those who loved you left behind schmucks like us who tolerated you left behind left behind where you off to my friend where the fuck you going happy trails happy tales save me a spot in line

cocksucker up and died and all that

somedays eye just run through it

down through the presidio saturday morning run through some mist through some rain through some mud even through a little dog shit didn’t really see that one ah what the fuck metaphors so early in the morning tire me through the presidio stretched it out a bit up through the cemetery the presidio official united states of america national cemetery 

if you wanna sleep here

gotta have worn the uniform army navy maybe the assorted congressman judge whatever ain’t no fucking pansy peace corps sissies in here row after row after row of white marble tombstones 

thousands of white dominos neatly lined up on a rolling green felt card table

names on them all johns and eds and sams and a helen rolling green hills looking out over the water tall pines eucs almost fucking bucolic views to die for views to have died for the bay the golden gate bridge the headlands angel island point reyes clouds and clouds and clouds 

eye feel the storm coming

eye’ve fucked in these woods eye’ve leaned her against the fallen eucalyptus grabbed her from behind loved her reptile love eye wanna be your dog banging in my head as eye banged her eye’ve fucked in these woods eye hope to again views to have died for 

to fuck is to live to die is to fuck no more eye feel it is my duty to the dead to fuck on their graves if only if only let the semen spread slip seep sieve down through give them a little something something to last them an eternity

no army blanket condom to protect the ground to protect your sweet ass let my semen seep from your cunt coat the ground this load for you sergeant rock 

wayback machine spin me spin me

back to when eye was but a boy when eye had in my possession a number of plastic soldiers collected them over the years grey plastic soldiers and green plastic soldiers that had come with my desert fox army set complete with tanks and cannons and halftracks and bunkers 

my favorite the little squatting fucker with the bazooka and

blue plastic soldiers and grey plastic soldiers that had come with my battle of gettysburg set complete with cannons and horses and dudes playing the drum 

my favorite the confederate officer with arms outstretched a pistol in one hand a sword in the other eye called him jeb stuart jeb being one of my favorite generals of all time it’s hard getting over this southern cracker thing the south shall rise again don’t you know you fucking cocksuckers come here nigger hop into these chains hell eye’m just kidding niggers ain’t so bad everybody ought to own at least one fuck maybe two my cousin ben my cousin robbie they used to say that

no really they did 

yeah well jeb had a sword in one hand a pistol in the other eye had a dick in one hand my dad’s copy of valley of the dolls in the other that’s why eye had all these plastic soldiers real guys with dicks they dig the army

we were taught to dig the army taught that this army stuff was cool my sergeant rock comic books were the coolest sergeant rock he was one tough cocksucker he blasted the fucking germans into bloody pulp he blasted nazis into bloody pulp he blasted the ess ess into bloody pulp he blasted the gestapo into a bloody pulp shit yeah lessons learned the path to enlightenment taught through popular culture sergeant rock comic books combat the television show countless movies the dirty dozen the guns of navaronne battle of the bulge iwo jima the fighting seabees bridge over the river kwai 

tora tora tora

eye had hundreds maybe thousands of little plastic men eye’d spend hours setting them up sometimes in my room sometimes outside in the backyard setting them up strategic placement of platoons and brigades artillery mechanized units sometimes eye would mix civil war sets with dubya dubya two sets just for the hell of it aitch gee wells had nothing on me 

in my little cracker community we were taught to hate the germans to hate the japanese to hate the chinese the north koreans the russians and the entire eastern european bloc thank you mission impossible thank you maxwell smart thank you bullwinkle jay moose

and those israelis they were tough motherfuckers did you see the way they kicked the shit out of them sand niggers goddamn nineteen sixty seven baby not bad for a bunch of jews what the fuck love in the desert omar sharif baby peter oh tool thousand and one nights aladdin herod dance of the seven veils john the baptist his head on a platter all that sexuality arising from the desert and eye’ve never fucked an arab girl 

first lieutenant ehren watada 

eye wonder if he fucked an arab girl eye’m gonna go out on a limb bet no lieutenant watada he say hell no eye don’t want to go to the desert he’s from hawaii he don’t want to go to eye rack he joined the army good american that he is now he’s in the hoosegow eye wish him well eye mean hey eye don’t blame him eye don’t want to go to eye rack either eye agree with all his reasons illegal war fucked up situation never should have been there to begin with dig that dig that

my plastic army men they never had a choice eye lined ‘em up eye’d take ‘em outside line ‘em up eye’d pull out my bag of tricks a can of charcoal starter a plastic bag a wire clothes hanger a few firecrackers one em eighty a pack of matches a bic lighter my bee bee gun eye’d commence to wreak havoc on these unsuspecting fellows squirt lighter fluid all around fling a match poof woof the men wail in agony sizzle just a bit eye wrap the bag around the wire flick the bic light the hefty droplets of fiery napalm plop plop plop engulfing men cannons horses germans confederates you ess yankees and gee eye joes the fire it don’t discriminate eye am apollo eye am jupiter unleashing the lightening bolts from above eye am fucking them up firecrackers tactically buried beneath tanks explode with bursts bee bee’s knock these poor fuckers off one by one pop pop pop 

eye am hellfire itself

first lieutenant ehren watada he don’t want to know hellfire he don’t want to take it to the streets he is in the hoosegow he joined the army he had a choice he coulda gone to work at walmart he could have gone to work at one of them fancy tourist resorts he could have joined the peace corps 

he decided to put on a uniform

my little plastic army men they didn’t have a fucking choice eye dug them out of my toy box eye put them in a box eye took them outside eye lined ‘em up eye mowed them down burned them up like the stupid little fuckers they were 

didn’t hurt me none at all

first lieutenant ehren watada he say hell no he don’t want to fight in dubya’s illegal war fuck ehren don’t you get it all wars are illegal ain’t no such thing as a legal war kind of like the so called geneva convention always cracks me up so how did this happen let me get this straight a bunch of old guys probably old white guys they traveled to switzerland they sat around a table they made up 

rules of war

how fucking adult so let’s see you can use bullets and grenades but can’t use mustard gas can’t use torture when you capture someone there are decent humane ways to kill to fuck someone up those are aa oh kay baby and you can only kill other soldiers those wearing uniforms can’t take it to the innocent civilians

how fucking adult 

there is a soldier from hawaii he don’t want to go to eye rack eye could give a fuck eye could give a flying fuck

eye wonder if all these fuckers in the presidio eye wonder if they died a decent humane death eye wonder if the lord looked over them protected them eye wonder if they prayed before they went into battle eye wondered if they asked hashem to protect them for their fight was a righteous fight 

if we don’t kill evil then evil will come kill us

evil will come scratch on our window evil will come slide through our window evil will steal away our children do vile things to our children our wives our girlfriends we must seek out evil kill it before evil comes to our house looking for us 

that’s what sergeant rock would do

all these soldiers in the presidio they put on the uniform eye hope that they were not virgins eye hope that they fucked their fair share their fare share eye mean to fuck is to live to die is to fuck no more eye feel it is my duty to the dead to fuck on their graves if only if only let the semen spread slip seep sieve down through give them a little something something to last them an eternity 

there’s so many of them eye got a lot of fucking to do

sergeant rock eucalyptus fucking lieutenant watada homemade napalm and all that
 

 

 

blondie right out of the sunday comics goddamn tight pink sweater deep vee neck dipping below the horizon of twin full moons who is this breathtaking planet she leans over eye’m in seat seven aa she is leaning over six bee nice more than nice quite lovely bend at the waist nadya at the olympics nineteen seventy six whenever my loins stir now as they did then at seventeen my eyes at first only gaze then wander in the blurry airplane weariness that envelopes me after the door closes gaze then wander  then stare intently into the depths of her cleavage thoughts of mile high ecstasy first class debauchery racing through my mind a sudden straightening snapping me out from focus drawing me upward

my eyes roam to hers

she with raised eyebrows raised in that had enough soldier kind of look eye shrug smile smirk grin come on baby give me more she shakes her head happily eye know she just fell in love with me as eye did with her not a deep love not a lasting love lordy no just a simple sluice of sugary sweetness flowing both ways

love it do flow
oh baby don’t you know
catch a sigh
come on sugar let’s fly

my seatmate my future bride my future fuck my future tempest in a teapot she styling tight black over firm tummy come on sister this seat is big enough for the both of us come sit with me crawl on in hey i’m susan pearls on her wrist pearls on her ears a couple of very sensuous crows feet tells me she knows how to love she loves to love has loved before will love again hey i’m susan she says extending the pearl laden wrist

hand settles in mine

we talk the entire trip life love leisure business begging bestiality buggery bermuda she is an executive for a major retailer eye lie tell her eye’m president of the united states anything eye can do to make her stay more comfortable all she has to do is let me know eye suggest sitting squatting stirring spinning satisfying herself on my face she delicately yet demurely declines and

eye don’t know why

love it do flow
oh baby don’t you know
catch a sigh
come on sugar let’s fly

muse hotel forty sixth street up to eight oh three a little room service a little night music some long distance lust dance alone on my bedsheets promises of things to come

ah eye got dem big apple blues

dayful of meetings followed by shopping for baby girl shop in scarsdale only place that carries these oh so special jeans it’s worth it oh so worth it follow me now baby girl she turns eighteen gotta make her happy she be so beautiful oh daddy oh i can only find these jeans in new york new york please daddy please how can eye say no when eye’m wrapped so tightly around her cute little finger spend the evening running around in cabs

how many women drive me

how can a pair of jeans cost one twenty five how can three pair cost four hundred

that is you ess currency levi strauss rolls in his grave me eye simply roll a joint smile say well fuck little lu little lu ain’t nobody make my heart swell like you do little lu little lu on the train the next morning early sleep it evades me avoids my soul voids my voice on the train to philadelphia another dayful of meetings

dance dude dance

let me flay you with powerpoints and bullet points and arrows and circles and venn diagrams and oh my oh my let me lay on you the financial justification numbers sugar eye give you numbers all up and down and around cell after cell formula after formula eye dig the spreadsheet yeah baby here come the numbers prepare to be fucking swayed convinced flummoxed just sign on the goddamn dotted line

hey cocksucker it’s only television

lighten up shake hands regroup caucus refrain reprise give me love give me love give me peace on earth hop in a cab head out to the philly edges not quite the burbs out into chestnut hill mount airy knock knock there she is my friend gomar she be so cute she be so hot she be so lovely we kiss we hug we linger

goddamn

gomar she lived with stella she lived with me way back when one of my oldest friends eye’ve known her as long if not longer than stella eye don’t think eye’ve ever know a woman so long without seriously wanting needing fantasizing about

fucking

her she might disagree she might say that eye hit on her pursued her flirted with her tried to romance her way back when in the early days but that’s not true eye mean yeah eye might have wanted to kiss on her to play with her to let my fingers follow her lines she be so cute with those cute little ta ta’s with the slight upward curve

a tongue that could curve upward in the same parabola

but eye am innocent of such charges of lewdness this time maybe next time there’s always a next time there’s always room for jello just shake and bake baby shake a pudding sugar we talk we laugh we hang in her philly kitchen she makes dinner we eat nibble on carrots and grapes we cry a little we lament we stroll swing saunter through our life events the what had been the what could have been the what should have been the what would have been if only oh if only

eye don’t know why

love it do flow
oh baby don’t you know
catch a sigh
come on sugar let’s fly

gomar she twists a smile a grin she says she understands me she understands stella she loves us both she is sad for us both she word dances with me kisses my soul on the cheek pats my ass with her sexiness sends me on my way

although earth’s foundations crumble and the mountains be shaken into the midst of the seas yet alone shall i prevail

who said that ah eye wish that eye could come up with such profundities spin my heart shape my signature send my sex six feet deep leave it behind let’s go to heaven in a little rowboat scriptures suggest a better way eye haven’t found it

come on jesus give me a hand

eye don’t know why

love it do flow
oh baby don’t you know
catch a sigh
come on sugar let’s fly

on the train on the return to new york new york across the aisle from me love and rockets a young black preacher fresh out of seminary knee grow with bible in tow

clean and articulate

talks passionately pleads an almond joy of love for the young woman sitting across from him she with long light brown hair freckled arms folded resting on the table listening as if interested but squirming beneath the table is that discomfort with the subject or simply a desire to rub that pussy against something young and black and preaching this brother he be so pretty with his shaved head gold wire frame john lennon glasses that little bit of

prison pussy

around his lips dipping down looping about his chin she wants inside that prison life long lip lock for simple sue

acela all the way to penn station up the stairs up into frozen tundra that is the oblivion outside justin timerlake wails above us in madison square garden my man jodester he bounces in box seats failing to convince me to join him but dude you don’t understand there will be

so much pussy

around this city all attributable to justin baby c’mon let’s go eye say no no no eye just don’t want to go eye get to my hotel nine-ish get a call from my man pete he’s in town doing the family connect thing he’s breaking off whatcha doing phatman eye say flicking my bic eye say into phone words chasing smoke eye say

eye ain’t doing nothing

my man pete he says let’s go explore eye say yeah we walk north up through the park deep into the park into the tundra it is freezing my left pinky toe freezes breaks off my left nut freezes breaks off my hair freezes breaks off fuck better get them replaced walk up through central park deep into the middle the quiet permeates oh so strangely into our conversation no city sounds no traffic no screams of the homeless my man pete he says

hey i’ve only seen three homeless people my entire trip

eye say dude it’s so fucking cold they all got scooped up hustled away or died can’t survive out of doors we wander wonder through the park up one path down another a policeman sits in a meter maid golf cart lights flashing down in some sleepy hollow the dome light on his head bowed is he reading is he snoozing who knows best let sleeping dogs lie my man pete he says

which way

are we walking eye say west we wander around the ice skating rink we wander up and over a guard rail we slide through a tunnel eye point out the essex house eye point time warner center eye point trump tower eye nod in the direction of the museum of natural history my man pete he says

which way

are we walking now eye say east he says you said west last time eye say eye know why do you even begin to trust my sense of direction you know that eye will answer each time with a sense of authority why do you even we exit the park seventeen hours later tired bedraggled unshaven hungry cold frostbitten been lost for days we almost had to have sex to stay warm but had we gone that way

eye would top

simply because it would be the right thing to do eye’ve lost weight recently eye wouldn’t be such a heavy burden we exit the park pete heads off one direction he’s staying on the upper east side eye’m back down with the touristas around time square we exit on columbus circle eye’m still lost eye head off one spoke nope not the right way eye head down the other nope shit shit one last try ah three’s a charm head south

down seventh avenue

ain’t love a wonderful thing ain’t the evening time a place of discovery this evening that evening long day good day ah new york new york even with a dip to philly you ain’t so bad even with the dip in the temperature you ain’t so bad

come give me a kiss

love it do flow
oh baby don’t you know
catch a sigh
come on sugar let’s fly

frostbite and all that

spinnin

yeah spinning round choices eye ain’t willing to make spinning til eye get dizzy something to be said about a nicotine cannabis rush don’t you know yeah yeah but baby sometimes eye just gotta smoke sometimes eye just gotta stand under the streetlight feel the evening mist on my face feel that ocean breeze gives me a chill on the outside sometimes on the inside though eye just need a little tobacco a little ganja sprinkle roll twist lick

she looked at me from across the room eye sat on the pillows on the floor back against the wall the light from the neon across the street glaring through the thin glass of the window she on the lonely mattress in the corner exhausted she looked at me she should have been

smoking a cigarette too

she said with a wave of a hand that should have held a tumbler clinking with ice and vodka lipstick on the rim she said hookers and heroin they go together baby

late night scribble a little smoke they go together like hookers and heroin

big empty room yesterday’s this morning’s sheets still crumpled up on the futon on the floor it lingers your scent no no that’s not it something more basic more momentary eye mean eye can see it well sort of you know not some cutesy fucking dead head spawning vaporous rainbows no baby this lingering it’s just you it’s sharper more less so swirling kind of twirling barbs of punk oozes of girliness rank with pussy

if it smells like fish do what you wish

fuck me hammered into the silver thor himself guiding the art you have such a cock muscles will of steel you’re so weak you’re so strong you’re so human ah aren’t we all god still punishes us for eating the apple me eye fucking gobble gobble your cunt’s little apple stand above me let me kneel before thee hands tied behind my back grab me by the hair make me declare my love

beg me to spread those sweet lips with my tongue

beg at your altar eye do your cunt my torah my tongue my yad searches for tonight’s parsha along the tender sweet moist parchment adonai baby hashem she purrs her forgiveness lets me back into the garden

just for the evening

only to be banished in the morning only to be called back at her whim hashem tis no wonder eye spin tis no wonder eye’m dizzy such a good thing that me insanity we’re old pals been hanging out a long long time together she visits me in my sleep eye never dream eye’ve no need eye only need sleep eye only need respite eye only need to find my rock in the desert find a little cover from the sun relax a bit a little water perhaps

a date a fig an almond  a handful of raisins

thy cunt is my shepherd eye shall not want you maketh me to lie down naked before thee and the streets below you swim with me in still chilly waters you restoreth my soul eye will follow this cunt down the path of righteousness for insanity’s sake tho eye walk in the valley of darkness eye will fear no evil you are with me my cock my staff they comfort me your cunt my table before me in the presence of my fears you anoint my cock with oil my begehren overflows may only goodness and kindness pursue me all the days of my life and eye will dwell in the depths of your hunger for the length of days

late night scribbles a little smoke they go together like hookers and heroin

she said with a sigh fourteen minute drive turned into ninety no parking years ago my parking karma stolen away whisked away by my impatience i’ve paid over and over penance does me no good my soul condemned to an eternity of driving round round round places across the street taken before my you turn oh baby eye do turn for you eye turn in my sleep toss and turn roll and rock eye thrust in my sleep grab hold take a ride you’ve already bought the ticket might as well hop on board might as well take a spin alongside

my madness

let me cover your eyes so you don’t see my debauchery let me cuff your hands hold you down you are no accomplice you are my victim eye will swear on a stack of bibles you are innocent

just hold me as eye cry

she said with a sigh with a wave of a hand that should have held a cigarette mardi gras bouncing on the sidewalks beneath twenty thirty somethings on the prowl love and lust and probe and latex and the power of suggestion the suggestion of the line the line of provocation provocative tight shirt goddamn hootie owl

my familiar

oh so familiar my imp let me take the nipple between my lips teeth tongue breathe in life my breath upon your cunt warm hoarse let me sing your name as eye tongue fuck you into oblivion guttural oh lady hashem baby don’t you know

sometimes eye just gotta smoke

smell the nicotine on my fingers smell the lingering on my fingers oh baby you do linger the covers comforter blanket all crumpled on the sweat semen sugar stained sheet let it linger let it slide baby just let it slide goddamn who needs a bed face breasts right out of cool hand luke all eye need is a bucket of soapy water press you up against the window as eye thrust inside you let all the world see our show

sometimes you just gotta smoke

baby you so smoke

connect me connect the dots draw the lines complete the picture bring me into focus oh baby make me whole just hold me as eye cry late night scribbles a little smoke they go together like hookers and heroin

spinning smoking and all that