she lowered the book
down
sat there
on the steps
of learning
beyond the tinting of
the Vette
her hair
shinny and
blond
blue eyes, wired
sleepishly rolling into
this sexiness of
wanton thought.
she had red toes harbored
in the sandals that she wore
jean-cutoffs frayed
worn
her pants legs open
so I could see
her godliness visible
to this mind
these eyes
"hey little girl
want a ride?" i asked laughing
with a roguish grin.
"where have you been?" she pouted
-it feels like I've been waiting here
forever. you know
if mother sees us
she'll shoot you." she-
frowned sliding in.
"but you're 19" i interjected.
"you know my mom
she just
would not understand…"
"you're worth these pains…" i told her
silently, i thought
…worth war &
dyin
anywhere.
at Wild Bill's
on a small flatbed truck
my mind
rolling into golden sprays of
barley and hops and
i closed these eyes
seeing God's breath
caressing all those fields
those golden oceans of sweetness.
she walked by
his and
mine
and in the background wuz rd's-
marine corp voice of
laughter
against the giggles of
some blond
and i remember
how naked she had been
beneath that dress
lacking all those
incidentals
so i asked if she still wuz
as i reached…
Later
a light moon glowed
in a field of blue sky
and the sun parted
glowing elsewhere's
leaving us all our madnesses
and i slid from the truck
to find
Sleeze in a shadow
and we grinned
to each other's thoughts knowing
of our pasts
of our pleasures
of our yrs
and her his walked up.
"I'LL WHIP BOTH YER ASSES-
RIGHT HERE!
RIGHT NOW!"
everyone fell
silent as the moon
rose
and even rd's voice
wuz still
and Sleeze and i
looked, at him
standing in the light of the lamp
and i laid a hand
upon my brother's leather shoulder
and as i turned to dance
rd's voice was in the background
"knock-em out"
and from an umbra
I stepped
opening some eyes
in places
they were not meant to be.
pests
drink my blood
use my life
taste me
-yea
suck me dry
take me into
your bosom
grow
big and
fat and
large
until you've grown
withered and
tired and
old
love me for
who and
what I was
and am still
someone that allowed
your abuse
of my humanistic soul.