Run
In this hatred bloatness
wait...
perhaps it'll be
different next
time
but REMEMBER
are you falling,
failing
yearning
well known
learned facts
True.
OK
Not fancy, just
me, my kicks
and a little faith
hit the road
Go
Good, not the usual track
there's this
grumpy old troll
veteran hobbo
at the bridge
he seems harmless
but gets hostile at times:
-hey, sweetheart, ho'ya doin' today uh?
-you can say hi u know? I don't bite!
(yeah, but perhaps I do)
So keep going
the water is not as still as last time
when you can see the swans'
reflection as in fresh cleaned
crystal
but still nice, breezy
without the burning sun
the heavy air
just nice
till it got dark
and darker
till it was completely black and
a thin layer of
bluish green
but I rather deal with darkness
where there is still certain control
at a 90 degree temperature and bright light
I can only believe I manage the mind
but I can still faint
get dehidrated
But at pure darkness, I fight
the notion of being dreaming
"keep your eyes open you fool B*"
So I do, then get a bug in my left eye
I rub it but only make it worse
I got sweat, and a bug, and some dirt
still got quite a distance and it's getting darker
and there is no public restroom or water fountain
nearby
keep the heck going...
I got to the bridge, beautiful
for a moment the circket, frog, who knows what
song loses its charm and becomes
a little annoying,
then the smell of something burning
is someone smoking? perhaps a bonefire
no... it smells like skunk piss
mmm... well, I think that is weed
yes, definitely weed.
And it's getting stronger
maybe this is the kick I needed to get this done
these people must be having fun, it doesn't stop
till I see some shadows
and a scream: holly f*!!! (laughter)
man! you scared the shit out of me...
Thank you! he needed this...(laughter continues).
Then I keep going and thought:
Don't worry, I won't tell...
me? A narc? O sure... here is my batch (pointing at crotch)
Where am I from? oh... no, no. TMI. We know too much already.
Me being an undercover officer of the law and you...
showing your pee -pees to your friends in the woods
while smoking your old man's special batch?
If Montecristo would've smoked these,
he'd prolly wouldn't be such a C*nt! LOL
Nine nite!
Keep going, home is closer now.
It is dark, but the street lights are decent, familiar.
Once home, I feel my appendix about to burst
But I won't say anything.
As for me, I would love to spend Thanksgiving in NYC.
Peace... xoxo
