I want to feel the weight
of the decades
in each turned page
Inhale the wizened nicotine effervescence
of the past

Ponder the origins
unclean
biological
ontological
*******
maniacal
of the sticky stains and splotches
amid the typeface

Spy the minute grains
of illicit substance
clinging to the binding
junkified
rarified
*******
hospitalized
truly unbound
screaming
through the ages

Hark the shoeless
crackhead cackles
Christ is Dead
*******
Gimme a dolla
instead
That I  
might better mark
the pages of this arcane
insanity

You see
her gstring is still wet
from the pole
and I would like to keep
these pages
as bright as
those holes

How would you
describe yourself
Dull and witless
Like Colin Meloy
No
I think he was
being
cleverly ironical
In my case
its just
sad
literal
*******
truth
And he already
snagged
the username
Ye
Ye
Welp
good luck with that
buddy
K
thanks

I will
remember him
when in the mountains
and in the valleys
between
On the dusty trail
over old bones
through the legends
unseen
Where the rain
runs off the stones
And the ghosts
of the past
wail forever
alone

I will
remember him

Hey you
don't you
Hide and Seek
in my driveway
don't play there
don't you
drive there

I'll have to
put a bullet in
you

Hey you
don't open
my car door
don't you
sit there
don't you
dare

I'll have to
put a bullet in
you

Hey you
don't knock
at my
house door
don't you
put your
hand there
don't you
dare
touch
there

I'll have to
put a bullet in
you

I don't like
you
I'm scared of
you
And since I can't
put IT in
you

I'll have to put
a bullet in
you

round the corner
lay a folly
whose folly
reads
immortal
time
immemorial
the asp
great coiling
wispy
and
ignorant

can you
imagine
betwixt
the paint
the ****
the ****
and
the Blow
blown away
lay
a Basquiat
a SAMO quote
in Sharpied SAMese
or a Warhol can
wryly scribbled
while getting
blown
in the can
for a good time
call
Todd

fish
they just see the
bait
they don't take the
time
to look down the
line