Most of the time I don’t want to know how
old I am or how much money I don’t have
El Segundo in flashback loops to Santa Cruz
by way of the Ventura pier
bloodstains on the water-
damaged map of my feelings
& thumbing thru a book of matches
choking on the wind that’s coming in
off the water while a pale neon memory floats
between your ambient denial & the
watery edge of forever
where the mirror bends & the pavement
as yet undefined begins & ends
LEANING AGAINST THE RAIN
Jimmy Reed
Tsongkapa
William Carlos Williams
& some clown waving a psychosomatic flashlight
from a swimming pool filled with a million dollars
in IOUs
I guess there is a resemblance but
from now on I’ll take this stretch at 85 mph
with the windows rolled down & the radio tuned to
a steel guitar version of
everything you always wanted