Archive For January 31, 2017
Street Scene/NYC The black dude bopped by with a screaming box bigger than his head blaring out some noise with a melody slightly better than rush hour. Two Puerto Rican chicks in clashing stripes, miniskirts and knee sox walked past, both plugged into the same cassette player. Somehow they managed to be out of step….
Oh, my prophetic soul! In explaining how The Muslim Ban is not a Muslim ban, Rudy Giuliani (R-Off. Meds) makes a case for gun control. “When [Trump] first announced it, he said ‘Muslim ban,’” Giuliani said in a Fox News interview. “He called me up and said, ‘Put a commission together, show me the right way to do it…
In Portland, people are clothed. In Frisco, they’re dressed. In L.A., they wear costumes. Cross-country at JFK, They’ve got something on.
This piece written on a bar napkin at Friday’s in Boston on April 20, 1983. My next wife came seventeen years later and she was crazy. Current wife a young redhead, much smarter than most. – JDW MY NEXT WIFE Silk blouses with puff shoulders Five-and-a-half at the highest point Weight depends on size and…
Okay, let’s look our current situation. Let’s ignore recent history. Which most of you seem to do anyway. Ignore the destruction of unions, public and private. Disregard the rape of pensions and savings. Forget wage stagnation. Never mind skyrocketing executive compensation and record corporate profits. Crumbling infrastructure. None of that matters now. If you were…
Apparently, I loved and I lost. – JDW We hung up the phone. Talkin’ about my not Lovin’ you. And me talkin’ about I love you enough. And you sayin’ enough Ain’t enough. And the first song I hear Is The Rolling Stones You can’t always get What you want But sometimes you get What…
“Whoever said, ‘diamonds are a girl’s best friend’, never owned a dog.“ You got spunk, I told her. I hate spunk, I told her. But we dressed up in the same colored outfits and went for a run. She likes to race and she hates to lose, but her legs, she only has two and…
Title is new. Piece maybe written in early 1971. Life had spent most of its energy trying to control me, box me in, corral me. School, church, military, marriage, suit & tie. Life like a noose, a strait-jacket. Try as I might, could only conform for so long. Thought there was something wrong with me. …
Still trying to locate the restrooms, the new staff argued about how much closer her office was than that other woman’s. An executive order came down banning pantsuits and shortening skirt lengths. The President doesn’t want to be disturbed. Just found out his picture’s in every U.S. Post Office. Talk about branding. *** #RESIST
All my own teeth. Cabin at the Oregon Coast 1989 I used to be but now I’m not. I used to be young but now I’m not. Used to be poor but now I’m not so much. Used to look for trouble but now I don’t. I used to be forgetful but now I just…