Geno Cattouse

Geno Cattouse May 2013

Unless your a lefty then it crawls along the skyline.
Smudgless and contorted.

Unless the culture teaches right to left.
                      Otherwise.
                      Ride the skyline
                      Wrist like a cervical spasm?
                      A long necked goose preening his
                      Breast feathers.
Methinks a right handed world stinks to a lefty.
A much discouraged practice in the church when
                       I was just a lad
                       In league with the devil
Satans scribe.
Jesus Christ. I lapsed at 22.

I love god.
Just not the one I knew.
Do onto others as you would have them do unto you.

Case closed. Period. Full stop..

Except for sister Loretta. Please forgive.
I wanted to change her habit.

Geno Cattouse May 2013

Swimming in the rain

I lived in island culture. But was coastal
The hunidity rose and the sun shone on cloudburst.

Ah those were days for swimming in the rain
White sand and blue water warm to the touch.
Man.

A gaggle of kids. Ready steady go.
Full tilt to the ocean likity split.
A two hundred yard sprint
Naked as J-birds .never seen one
Naked or clothed.

We.sprint to.the seaside.in warm driving rain.
                          Then splash and swim out
                                    And back.
And do it again
And again
In the rain
  Till the jet took
  Out to old. LAX.

Geno Cattouse May 2013

mommy dearest

Who knew there was a flip side.
Mommy was caring and nurturing too.BUT.
Mommy controlled the hell out of you.

Softly crept into your room late at night and
Peppered your dreams with fear and with fright.

Mommy took pains to put you up high.
A shinnig example for the mere passer by.

When the curtains went down
The traansformer came out

And transformed her poor baby
Within and without.

Geno Cattouse May 2013

four points and in between

The starburst has a needle that quivers.
You go south and you leave north behind.

You go west and east starts to fade
You go morth and south will receede

The points in between are directional too.
Go betwwen the lines and read.

North by northwest.

East sow east

And so forth

Judgement is key. Reading the compass is a skill.
Prejdge and misstep is a bad recipe.

Know your points and know them well.
Four steps in poor judgement can lead us to hell

Geno Cattouse May 2013

material

substance of the senses.
If you could not see would the cherry in the cherry red paint job matter.

If one could not hear would the pavlavian clink of the winglass matter.

If one could not smell would the aroma success register the same.

If ones tongue were rendered tasteless would it matter what spices

If skin had no receptors would her/his. Tactile journey resonate.

All said and done.

Geno Cattouse May 2013

still wid mi ?

Stay.
In my heart.

Stay in my blood.

Stay
In my soul.

Stay sweet one.
Stay.

Geno Cattouse May 2013

Sinkopayshun

Beat backthe back beat.
Drop right in.

Ska reggae. Blues . Groove metal. Old ragtime.

Trip but don't fall.

Stride piano. Jump.

At the savoy.

Tight rythmic confusion.live the illusion.

I walked past the Dunbar in days past.
The doors were shuttered.. I heard fats' ivory twinkle.
On central ave.

Synche up.
Or don't
Just drop in
Where you fit in.

In front.
In back.

Up high or to the side.
Groove. Baby.
Groove.