seven thirty am wakeupnext thing I remember, I was heading for the door
did not happen
but thanks to eric drops by
two sleepy heads drag it to the busport
colette gives me a check for twenny five
and a loaf of cracked wheat bread
I crash on the bus
choose the back, near kids
I had to find some veggie fare in a utah town fillmore
sorry, said the waiter, we are, out of baked beans
you can have the salad instead - the taste of rotted greens
browsed local classifieds - someone getting rid of
"free kitten/cats, cute but strange felines - house trained, good mousers"
and lots of people willing to trade most anything for a new 4x4
I gots to talkin with a single mom angela
and flirtatious danielle daughter only two not talking
but subject of conversant we
she she's on vacation leaving for a quiet town
likes to sleep sun and watch tv
computers she don't know haven't really seen too many
angela - danielle
look for our fring treber anderson/en, he's on the internet
send him our picture!
danielle is flirting floucing pouring water on the floor sit the fuck down! and don't fucking move! so harsh, even in the very back of the bus
tiger birdie bear
so play computer for a while and chat for a while
not much chatting actually, just montana inbound
with their semi-stern native tattoed mom
to las vegas to visit dad
he works in bingo at the casino morongo
on a res near palm springs
tiger is sorta shy but pictures the others
las vegas action buffet
a pound of pig
cigar smoke and the sound of money
I ate some potato chips
a far sighted woman couldn't work my camera at the slot machine looking discerned
I spent three or four bucks on three or four minutes
the titty bar girls were fat
so were the customers
too bad I don't do drugs
so see I wuz thinkin' of changin' shit up - you know, like ah stayin' here for a night, and makin' see what hapens
then so it like dawns on me, right, when I'm playin these slots
howard sez craps makes you feel like a king
while you're rolling
I was throwing down with mormon money
spending web donated prophets
each dollah a sin
I hope somebody finds love in laughlin
near the arizona border on a river in the desert
freeno keno and actual veggie sandwiches
the avocado and sprouts were poorly passable
but there were cucumbers
an 'mericans, watchin' western on the teevee. she beat mercilessly on her siblings
called her mom cute
calls out mcdonalds at each sighting
(tiger took that picture)
bear likes to drawthe sun downs on the longest day
he carries a scrapped DARE notebook to trace
he lays down paper on wilson's art, copies that.
reading edward abbey is a perfect way to celebrate the solstice
these nevada hills rocks piles of majestic stone
make me wonder to wander - besides these craw-bushes, what life support they?
they darken, hues gray and red away from the west
between them the bizarre oases
to get away from what? what relief beef in the midst of america?
these hills are not american - they are alien
alien lifeforms reclining in repose
they mastered technology long ago in their resulting escape from manual labour,
they've hardened into massive, majestic form
and so I lap topped aspire to solitoo
there were people that lived amongst these hills
where is their wisdom?
what's their URL?
unburdened by the necessity of devoting most of their time to the production, distribution, sale and serviciong of labor-saving machinery, lacking proper recreational facilities, these primitive savages were free to do what comes as naturally to men as making love - making graven images
- Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire, page 116
chating earth sky sun solstice chants
on the dry ground
lord I can't run away
got thorns in my pants
plastic bottle shaker
sleeping in the back of the bus under blue light
late night hurtling down the freeway,
felt, and only evidenced by copassing moments
landed hotel congress
working old school radio tuned to "cd country"
something to brag about?
I'm far behind in web pagin'
and there's an old school phone here -
pick it up - wait for the front desk to connect yuh.
I unpacked my bag - goin' be here for three nights plus this abortion
feels good to unspell.
no special luxury here, but I've got band money