My dad took my sister to hollywood
She was young,
but not young enough
not to remember
when he came home
he told me a story,
about the boulevard of stars
“i got our picture taken with Chewbakka”
and when he was walking away
chewbakka kept getting in his face,
and yelling at him
and scarring my sister.
He even said from over the road.
With the other star wars stars
And movie vixons
Chewbakka was running his hand across his neck
As if to say
Ill cut open your thoat.
So my dad went back to the hotel bar
And had a few beers…
Benjamin Smith send me a couple of days ago his book Air à boire all the way down from Australia. The book cover shows a sort of an giant cat. I love cats, therefore I started reading Air à boire and for my big surprise the book starts with the Jacques Brel song “ne me quitte pas” translated into english. Wow, a cat, then Brel. What comes after? cavity | the cars at the front of dave’s | dont be mad at me for saying this | the holiday tan | bed head (oh, how cute) | your twenty one | get over it cassanova | her popcorn hair | untitled (1) | clean, like a fox, |reprieve, amoment from the glare | untitled (2) | growing into a beautiful flower | lifes a beach | untitled (3) | untitled (4) | party time | sleeping like a vagina | black and white | father and sons | twelve weeks of winter | untitled (5) | god might remember | without | pealing duck | cork sandels | I dont want to dissapoint you | the woman with the wagging finger | the same | no more footsteps | 29 poems in total from a guy I would like to share a couple of six-packs with. Aire à boire is available via lulu.com and much more on Benjamin Smith can be found on his web page horrorsleazetrasch More Ben Smith poems will be posted on Outlaw Poetry soon.