Whales
You know big whales act just like our Federal Reserve and their big investment bankers. They get together and blow a few bubbles scaring all the little fish into stampeding into a big ball, and then, after the ball is well organized, they come up from below and just swallow everybody taking all their shit away.
Seeing things for what they are
Against the azure skies
Of indifference
Bench marks tipping points
When we first touched
The red hot irons
Branding hide
We knew
French kissing an ass hole she exclaimed
What a perverted turd you really are
Turning into this beloved prince
Right before my big surprise
My God I hadn’t seen you in near forty years
Of course I didn’t immediately recognize you
But later after relaxing I recognized the gait
Palms turned backwards and slightly bent
Forward in the plodding Big Foot manner
More solid and wondering if you used steroids
Your back was thickly muscled and surprising
You weighed more than I but without a belly
I could feel physical powers and no wonder
You had made and lost the fortune of love
Bill Skinner was a robust youth who got pussy way
Before the rest of us went to
Enlightenment and that really cool mental jazz
Just plodding along Bill listened to absolutely
Nobody but the one he kept right up inside
When I was young I knew this guy
Who wanted me to die
Unpleasantly
At the big party he pulled my pants
Down to my knees where my
Little turtle head winked
Later I maneuvered him in front of a
Hornet’s nest and threw a stick
Igniting their ire at Jeffery
We stalked each other under the bridge
On catwalks and I beams we
Taunted each other
Dueling eighty feet above the
Our goal was to see one another fall
We survived strangely enough
Now we visit each other sharing stories
Of life lived and agonized over at Jenkin’s
B Day’s then games of Risk at G Seamen's
