on the road
I'm not usually one to bitch
about doing time on the road,
because I enjoy it, need it
and look forward to it for the most part
but there comes a time after about
ten day for me when that maid
tap, tap, tapping on my chamber door
makes me want to snap-kick
the chimichanga out of someone
plus the last week of the road
I was fighting a throat
cold, making it a pain in the ass
to try and sing
yes, throats are connected to the ass
two different people came up to
me and asked me why I haven't been
blogging and I didn't have a very good
reason
they both mentioned the fact
that I had turned them onto bukowski
and they told me about their collections
they have stockpiled
that alone was enough to get
me back to typing again
my brain isn't fully into gear
yet...I went to sleep at 9 last night
and just now woke up at 4 in the afternoon...
I think that's like 46 hours
dragging in gear from the van
and getting the boohatch back
into fine functional shape
there is a world to conquer for the love of leghorns
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