Ramble...

Just like cascading over Desert Mountains
America’s playground
No one cares and all is found
So fucking insincere
Touchdown to rare occasions
Walking dead option
Shuttle it to the cut
Mainline casino injection
Half hate it/ half love it
Six up
Eleven down
Crash for a minute
Haven’t slept in days
Let us drink more
Comforts from the south
Ingested through the mouth
Like a fucking explosion in the brain
Recharged again
Savor the drink and get giddy
Flings are for later
Fremont is upon us
Rodeo clowns
Frank Sinatra
Need a ride out of here
Let me get the free beer
Israeli convoys stretch down the boulevard
Hit it uptown
That was fun
Cackling cowboy hat eccentricity
Maneuvering down the hallway
Israel wants to loosen up
New Jersey wants to bust a nut
Have to run out to give it a shot
Las Vegas Boulevard becomes my bed
Smothering correspondence travels a nation
Click. Done. Dead.
New York New York Cocaine Cocaine
Mobile set photography
Pinch of blow
Part with a kiss
Israel becomes Tabu
Lines and rails
Bumps with clumps
Speed infected rhythm
Fight the jones
Invisible penetration
Ten repetitions a minute
Never thought it could be that good
Popping fingers
Kissing pink buttons
Throbbing cocks
Quivering pussies
Audiences and slow intensity
Make it better to me
Forty minute broken sleep
Shit. Shower. Don’t shave.
Journey down back alleys
Trying to penetrate the American dream
A shithole between the Barbary Coast and Bourbon Street
Cashews and Marlboros
Hotdogs and beer
Commercialized nonsense
Must be escaped
Cripples want smokes
Junkies collapse
This is where it is
Savage shared heart
Back now
Slack now
Twenty-minute rest
Trams and trolleys
Skyways for haggard days
Café in the studio
Impossible dinners
Two for ones
Lazy girls
More snow
Time to go
Unexpected covers
Kill plans
Euro bars
Wannabe superstars
Homosexual Pancho Villa wants it
Sleep now old one
So I may fuck your daughter
Grab the young one
Taxi Terribles
Transplanted into the heart
All is free
Forties of Mickey’s
Cheap dogs
Grand taxi
Leave us be
I want it discreetly
Unwanted feelings invade
Bombard my senses
This is new
To be continued
Songbird cowboy hat the sequel
Blow the sequel
Snort away the lights
Subdued by the delights
Unaffordable breakfasts
Being called out in the Café
She is in love
What to do?
Leave
Get out
Pack it in
Fly away again
Grab some more smokes
Lost cowboy hat
Can’t stop fucking with Carrot Top
So now
I wait
One by one
They leave
Now we are alone again
Anticipation seizes the day
What will it be in seven days?
Hug
Kiss
Goodbye
Time to fly

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i swam in a BAY today and it blew my mind. well not really, it was close to a bay, well adjacent actaully, you know, about twenty feet away, close though. In a hot tub you know, about 110 dgrees, hot, strong jets, and we drink cocktails here, strong ones, the ones with vodka and carbonated water, you know, those ones. anD THIS Was after the Rodriguean pork and the ceviche. Now it was like memories had jarred. aS in stuff like Mexico, the tricks and pimping it took to get there. A week in Tempe, a week with the new wife.... whaTEVER that means., maybe a couple parties, maybe a fucked apartment, maybe an old friend. Then deserts and rivers and mountains. Some thaI FOOD and strip joints, some shitty paying for the son lunch. Into A fucked off security checkpoint, no gel, no liquids, no freedom, but drinks in the terminal. Flights into Philly, no real delay like the rest of the country, but fuck those fuckin fucks. stranded @ airports, leaving to suck on vaporizers. into philly,... old city... for like dinner you know, fuckface. fucked up now;... moving on, into new jersey... central jersey that is.. hightstown, a bar, a girl, a DRINK, her place, weed, talk, leave. across lAND, COLTS NECK now, a trailer, young punks, vodka and pot, stAAY get fucked, long, leave, a basement, no light, we sleep. light. its a nice day, so drive, we pick a girl up, we head to Vermont. dRIVING. get liquor, drink this in car. meet fucker, cripple, and j in ludlow vt. straight into high mountains. we all get get fucked, recklessy drive quads, burn food, and burn through liquor, and it rains, with no shelter. light comes, and we come down from the mountain. we go to caves, waterfalls, and gorges, we swim. we go to general; stores full of liquor and meat, we stoc=k up. @ home we cook @ home we drink. a large fire ensues, i set the lawn on fire with a flaming 6 gallon gas can. fuck this. sleep. next day. SARAtOga, NY. A LUnch... somewhere. fuck the tailgate party for PEtT\y. We beaM south. I get out at the nearest train station, head to the farthest southern point. drive into the beach now. eat. hot tub. drink. drunk. mmmmmmmm its all the same.,;sdfnjioj9- ia rej9-8 t4