horus829 Jun 2003

Ack Bassward (freeverse) by TPBOD edited by horus8

Woke up early.
Right around sunset.
Made myself a bowl of whiskey ala cancer stick.
Gobbled it down,
and followed it up black label to red
with a screwdriver (a flathead).
Walked outside to my tone lemon motor tryke.
Got on and drove to the lake.
Four miles off a dirty road on a child's bike.

So here I am.
Just sitting on the shore of this
Salton Sea inferno impersonating a hangout.
When along comes this girl with a shake as clout.
She's selling her virginity first hand over fist.
So I figure why not?
After all, her glow is kinda first & last kiss.
I no sooner have it than she goes whore.
Being a new virgin and naive
to what explored, she took it back from me
changed but not sore.

Bitterly disappointed I ran off in a huff.
After walking for an hour, gone mad in the buff
I reached the dirtiest roads end.
Where the pavement begins.
But being of foul temperament & nude,
I decide to use my thumb to pull a ride.
Along came a biker, he said, "Tis warmer inside".
Still retaining all of my stupidity,
I decided against my better judgment brilliantly.
and got on the back with a smack.

Shortly there after, I was brought to the bar where he gathered with his pack.
With Mod whispers they talked
of things that could be.
Sensing my impending doom I optioned to flee.
A smokey bar with guards at the exits,
but none watching the bathroom.
So I walk in proclaiming 'a lizard drain',
and whom should I meet with nothing to gain?
A man clearly not able to hold his own liquor.
So he held everyone elses & slept on the floor.
Much as I hated myself, I stole his floral blouse.
I then proceed to sneak out the window and creep out to where my mustached host had parked.
I watched in terror as they pulled the drunken lout out where he was beatin stinky with a trout.

Oddly enough the police arrived shortly there after and I was put into a cage for being nude
without a gown or a cathater.
I told my story convincing with winks
Until a shrink came in with a pen, but no ink.
Suddenly I was two feet tall,
and the cat lost my tongue.
I ended up confessing to everything.
Boy the songs this bird sung.

There after in the cell right next to me.
Was a man selling more than his dignity.
For a cigarette and a favor,
I didn't intend to live up too,
he let me have it, twice, what can a boy do?.
Shortly there after, again,
I managed to convince them that I was insane.
They put me alone in my cell and the shrink
came once again, this time with ink and no name.

Again I became two mighty scared feet,
but this time I ran out under all of their heat.
I threw myself in through a laundry shoot.
In the washing machine room I got to feeling cleaner and grew back.
Maybe if I dressed like them
they'd cut me some slack?
I left twirling my night stick
& never looked back.