skinny-trip huffer
man hacks his lung
onto the sidewalk
with a backturned,
halfass basketball cap
basketball, peach
basket, orange basket
basket so big like
a swollen huffer-head that he holds
holds in a
huffer-haze
vox clamantis,
said my starchwhite friend
vox clamantis
hollering
hoop-de-holler
highway hollers
to the highest of
heaven
(not in the
desert)
while the
skinny-trip huffer man
swings a deal for
a tube of something good
his dirty little
fingernails
like a tiny little
set of sheet metal brakes
dirty line of
mulch for growing potatoes
(like my brother
used to say)
scratch of skin
and scratch of
hair
and scratch of
mucous from his nose
(some call it
snot, but it's not)
even tiny little
bits of dried blood clinging right in there
mingled with the
feces
from the stool
from the men's
room
from the grocery
store
right on the bus
line
but skinny-trip
huffer man
holds his crotch
so the girls will
look at him and know
they will know he
is more
more than just a
skinny-trip huffer man
with a set of
sheet metal brakes at hand
and a seventeen
o-clock shadow
on the skinny
upper lip
that waggles just
a little bit
when the old lady
screams
and the old man
hits
and maybe he isn't
more
than a skinny-trip
huffer child
in a
big-boy-bounding-bold
and balding
basketball cap
and his bowels
came loose
all over seventh
avenue
and the man with
the really big eye
(just the left
one)
(he injects the
paint into the right one)
(it's okay,
sugar-poopsie)
(it stopped
hurting months ago)
the man with the
really big eye
laughed away the
smell
on seventh avenue
when the
skinny-trip huffer man
lost his bowels
but for just a
minute
so now
skinny-trip huffer
man wipes his hands
onto the sidewalk
with a backturned,
halfass basketball cap
basketball, peach
basket, orange basket
basket so big like
a swollen huffer-head that he holds
holds in a
huffer-haze
and it pounds
pounds
pounds
like a swollen
huffer-head
ripe with
the sweetest,
ripest,
huffest,
hottest,
hopped-up
hoop-de-huffer
holy hangman
amyl nitrite
I just love you,
sugar-poopsie.
Wake up now,
okay?
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