i met a man who had an extra head locked in his hat. He told me everything you'll ever need can be found in a hat.(what was that saposta mean?).
When i left my home town basement i bought an umbrella from a window where people kept jumping out at the traffic. i choked on a near death bagel while tripping down the Mississippi. The rain turned me into a sailor and i never felt richer.
The day i sailed my anchor into Rock Island Harbor, i got washed into town on a wave and broke wind at a cafe'. i drank hacky sack teacups and talked with a doctor of treason. He gave me a headache and prescribed a jar of see weed.
My finger went rotten while working a job in the pit.
The city just seemed to get bored of me, so i wore out my wecome by the bridge
i had to leave as i came, washed out and dripping
My mind hole needed stimulation, my stomach needed a brick. i swung onto a purple cow and rode her into Moline. The wecome sign said "no people", but when i looked around, people was all i saw. Hanging out of trash cans, walking on traffic lights, eating each other's brain, kicking out glass, headbanging stop signs, fishing in buckets, reading outloud, taring up money, slamming doors, and practicing taxidermi.
There were Five people swallowing gold fish, threejumping off car tops,and one thumping his eyeball. He thumped up and said "you better get busy with somthin before they catch you busy with nothin". I said "who?" and he vanished.
Another man looked up from the sidewalk and pointed to a cloud. "you see that?"
he shrieked and went back to hammering the pavement.
i couldn't to shake the feeling of being followed, so i ran backwards down 17th.
i stepped inside a dusty hole and saw an old man with the former disposition of being a jerk. He jerked over to me and explained that he was niether happy or sad to see me.He shook both my hands, and told me about his battle with writers cramp, and how he tried to kick heroin. i looked down and sure enough his foot was bleeding.
i decided then and there to marry rich. maybe a woman with a historical figure like Greta Garbage or Queen Victorian. The kind of chic that could hool-a-hoop me under the table
Back out on the street there was what looked like a school bus broke down on a graveyard. When i got closer it was just a Mcdonald's drive thru. i walked right up to the window and said, "I'm Herger Derger and i demand a burger" The todler manager shook his toy Ronald at me and peed his pants.......
when the clock rings 3:33 and the phone tics out of tune good morning, turn off your coffee pot and drink your alarm. I'll be standing there with clean socks, a blank check and two tickets to Mexico...
aledo central park is now a puddle of faces run together, very close to driver's seat.. iowa is my current opponent..unforseen criteria, i hope they dont sentence me to hemorriods. will visit soon, if not this weekend then next weekend.
Jeff showed me the picture you sent. Looks like you might have a headache for a few days. Know that we are thinking of you and Margo. Love you...hugs and kisses from the boys uncle Jeremy.
