On The Stoop 1959
Blaring overdub of:
Beach Nut Chewing
Gum commercial :)
American Bandstand
Flash cut to Bobby
Darin lip syncing,
Splish Splash.
Penny and me
on the stoop outside
below
sneaking sips
from half pint of
Monarch orange
vodka
& feels of her
hot blue jean crotch.
Everly Brothers’ Bird Dog
blasting,
Mickey Spillane’s Kiss Me
Deadly smoldering up
damp in my hip pocket.
After that all [...]
Wish I Had The Money He’s Making Hell, Half Of It Would Do The Trick
She thought I was
the actor
Harvey Keitel.
And I thought it was
some kind of joke,
at first.
I don’t think I look
anything like
Harvey Keitel
But she was insisting,
thrusting a pen
and piece of paper
at me, shaking and
stammering.
I told her that I wasn’t
Harvey Keitel, and that I
thought [...]
What I’d Rather Do Than Write Poems For Poets
I’d rather
write jokes
for a stand up
comic
eating a corn beef
on rye
reaching for
the brown
mustard
drunk out of
his gourd
at Cantor’s
Deli at 1:30
in the morning
I’d rather watch
Dr. Strangenuts
humping the
stuffing out
of Lois Lane
while Superman
jacks off
in a
phone
booth
I’d rather see
little Cindy
from Louisville
(now Victoria Starburst)
topless up on a
revolving stage
doing the
goddamn
hokey -
pokey
Zoot Sims Crying
softly
through the gruesome
plaster walls
There were bloody
screams earlier
of fuck you, asshole!
and I’ll kill you, bitch!
And something horrid
like screaming death pounding
again and again
on the unyielding linoleum floor
But now there is only jagged
laughter, the clanging of glasses
and Zoot Sims’ sax
crying “Autumn Leaves”
softly
through the gruesome
plaster walls
so softly
it [...]
Lily And Bob
Bob was back
in the corner
by the juke box, his
shotgun propped
up against the
machine. No one
had noticed him
coming in the back-
door. Lily was serving
some rowdies at the
front table. I’d been
watching the Reds kick
the shit outta the
Cubs on the black
& white at the
end of the bar.
And if I hadn’t
turned when Jerry
asked for another beer,
I [...]
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