I once owned a denim waistcoat.
Indigo
Blue, running thru
Petrol, a real cheap shit affair.
My balls had not dropped,
which was probably just as swell,
The pockets were fake
as silicon valley runarounds,
rebounds,
No place to put 'em
in a pinch
Or file them away like insurance
Returns.
I mention this in passing,
Water,
Kidney Stones as ripe as melons,
Tobacco Talons on
Naugahyde, Eggs over Topaz -
Blah fuckin' Blah
- And all the while this irascible
Itch.
This is why I may campaign for
Stooge
In elevator shoes, smelly lifts,
The notion of socks.
This is why
I play long odds, even stevens,
though I am far from a betting man.
I once owned a denim waistcoat.
▼ ALICE COOPER (A DETROIT COTERIE): I'M EIGHTEEN from "Love It To Death" LP (Straight) 1971 (US)
I turned 18 the year this song came out. I got out of high school the year "Schools Out" came out. I took those songs very personally.
ReplyDeleteSo, I heard from @eloh. She is alive but in very poor health. I told her you'd been asking after her. She sends her love. Email me and I'll send you her address. She wants to see baby pictures.
You bet.
ReplyDeleteI signed out, then back in the minute I read this, Jon.
Will take me a bit longer to compose an email. Tomorrow. Milo has passed out after a surfeit of picking daisies in the park. Rolling about on the grass: gurgling, gasping, and the occasional howl of protest.
We have baby pictures. Plenty. And never enough.
I am so glad to hear @eloh is in the land of the living. My god. This is good news; not the greatest, considering the rider, but close.
Milo not trying to eat the daisies I hope? Enya's got the daisies in her gob quick as a flash if she could get away with it.
ReplyDeleteHave a good weekend bro
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