Night-life

I wanted a life, and I wanted a night-life
but if I had only wanted a day-life,
I could have lived anywhere!

I could have lived in Siberia!
I could have lived in Ecuador!

I could have lived in the
snowy fields or the
hummingbird-jungle!

But I wanted a life, and I wanted a night-life,
so I lived in New York or Los Angeles,
Bali Malibu Hong Kong Honolulu...

Did you follow the sun, my friends,
or did you follow the dolphins?

Hampton Roads

I was born between Hampton Roads and the Chesapeake Bay,
ocean into the bay, bay back into the ocean,
Pensacola to Ocracoke Island and Roanoke Sound.

When I was 14 years old my older
brother and I recreated a 40's jazz band called the
Road Amps (get it?)
which our friends twisted into the
Hump Rats and as that we toured for
14 years or 14 minutes!

Ocean into the bay, bay back into the ocean,
as they say, and now there's even a
local revival band that plays
ska in the upscale
college bars on Ocracoke Island and Hampton Roads.

Sunrise in Malibu

High tide at sunrise!

High tide all the way to Topanga
Canyon and Rancho Cucamonga and

how much
evil can you even

imagine, if you were
born in Bel-Air and the farthest

east you ever went was Malibu?

Vacation

We were young.
We were wrong.

All we wanted was cake!

So they gave us a steak of
unknown origin, and a

life-time vacation among the cannibals.

Bluegrass

Dance if you can,
and if you can't dance,
then fiddle!

But if you can't dance
and you can't even fiddle,
you are no true man.

A Hollywood Fuck-Up

Aren't you the guy who cast hamsters as
sex-crazed cannibals in your all-hamster
remake of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre?

Nobody even knows what sex they are!
They could be anything!

Untitled

Were you one of the torturers?

Were you one of the torturers
or more like a troll or voyeur or a

tormented blunderer in the
temple of souls?

Were you one of the torturers?

Elves

I stole a guitar from the cannibals!
You smooched the witch of moolah!

We lived like elves in the leafy canopy!
You could probably fly!

Now all our swans are
dying dying dying

and we don't even cry!

Breakfast

They can hear you snoring in the house next door!
You mooned the planet Neptune!

You look like a
cross between an

eel and a cue-ball and
no,

you can't wear your
prom dress to breakfast!

FYI

Wiggle into your water-wings, Wanda!
It's time to fly away!

You live on a reef!
You'll probably drown next week!
My sockeye sees a big storm coming!
He sees it in a cheesy fresco!
He saw it in raw meat!

My sockeye sees you go under!

Meerkat

I own the Great State of Oklahoma!
I'm a meerkat tycoon!

Meerkats choke the Niebelungen!
They call it triage!

Choke the Rhine!
Choke the Rhone!
Choke the Rhine!
Choke the Rhone!

It's a meerkat enigma!
My phone won't ring!

I own Ohio and Wyoming!
I'm a meerkat tycoon!

Cartoon Pink

My grandma was a burgler!
My mommy burns glue in the sink!

We drink all day and at night we turn
cartoon pink!

Vita Propria

It bit my uncle!
It swallowed a thermos!

What mother wouldn't want to hear those words?

But we came to the end and remembered everything,
and then we didn't.

High School

You go back to high school.
You wish you were dead.
You blush.

You blush like the Red Mists of Aldebaran!

All the mimics and
sickos dissolve in a

cosmic

kiss!

Long Island Railroad

They all eat the same oyster!
They all ride the same horse!

Oyster-horse on a house-boat in Mecox Bay!

Arty oysters from Montauk!
Bratty oysters from Quogue!