Famous people won't let me sleep! Here are a couple of new poems about my dreams and the well known people that haunt them.
Take a Chance on Me
Ah! The dreams I had this weekend past I knew they were too strange to last
Johnny Cash said hello to me outside my office He deep voiced his wisdom & I listened & I understood But when I woke up I couldn’t fucking remember his advice Instead I was Humming “Take a Chance on Me”
Dream of May 21, 2008
The Beat Hotel Ginsberg Corso Ferlinghetti Even Burroughs & W.H. Auden Sitting on rugs Slouching 'gainst dark walls Smoking hash All crammed into a tiny space I was there too A door connected us with another room My family stayed in that room My extended family as well The beats shocked them Foul language & dirty smells The bathroom caught on fire... ...Then-------------- I was with K in Houston (before even visiting that city) We were in the 'burbs A group of thugs & hookers Came toward us as we walked the downtown sidewalks Fast food joints and clothing stores Burger King! We got in a large maroon Oldsmobile Must have been at least 8 people in that car Some kid shouted about picking his sister up from "the shop" We pulled into a Jiffy Lube type place A young Hispanic woman in a pink dress waited outside K and I left that party I woke up