othelladub's Diaryland Diary

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morro bay

flight

a salve for your lack of a target

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and morro bay is not so far away

nor san luis obispo;

the screech of mchenry in modesto

the wind in my face, like a sea lion in monterey; the salt of the spray of spain; the tire marks in the mud in dublin, ohio * the rising water in lake oroville - the cement cracking on pomona avenue in chico, california.

san diego glistening in the night. the hyatt bar above the city light. barstow and baker, shit-stops indeed. san bernadino, a friend is in need. good fountain valley, a fog-walk away;

venice and hollywood, 405 to 10 to dismay; north hollywood - new on the map; pico and alvarado, right in my lap - gothard in huntington - costa mesa and newport - back bay is trashed, garden grove new court;

all the fine dining

from orange grove to sea

all the rich pricks

in their mercedes'

all the li'l kids

running loud in the street

all the old bastards

alive in their seats

enough vigor

to spill into me

enough disregard;

enough enmity

teardrops of lemon drip

licked by my lips

you with the sway and arc

of your hips

sun's coming up

sun's coming up now

nothing is broken

be happy, and i will find a new path

1:44 a.m. - 2002-12-09

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