Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts

Saturday, September 10, 2016

KUM & GO.



SHELL, 
BP,
ON STAR, 
EXXON,
KWIK TRIP, 
MOBIL,
SINCLAIR,
TEXACO,
PILOT,
LOVES,
KUM & GO...

I've pissed in about every one of em, 
stocked up, 
emptied out,
thrown down washington's, lincoln's, but mostly tubmans between long drawn out mile markers. 


"to this day my hat still goes off to the man who got away with Kum & Go..."





Testing my luck with $2 scratch offs & clepto-esque mannerisms for  cured meat & Pay Days , NO shame because NO bank but Baby Face would be proud. 

There's something about the fluorescent lights, 
stench of gasoline, n' gum n oil stained concrete that makes my insides feel good, or maybe i'm just momentarily high off the free fumes.

could be the shit gas station coffee,
but probably not.

Monday, August 8, 2016

GLAMPING.



We got lost in the The Smokies, 
she passenger fed me
 asparagus, pickled asparagus, we picked up from the amish on the side of the hwy 441;

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I fought the unrelenting urge to throw a credit card down for a hotel, motel, or anything other than another night of slumber next to black widows and bears. 

The idea of sleeping in the wild intrigued me, but so did a stack of noodles & a poolside lined with middle-aged neighbors.  





Shameless & Learning,
I'll keep you updated on how to exist in temperate Tennessee rainforests...
Shortly after I wash the chlorine out of my hair in a newly grouted, dream pressure stand up. 


Gatlinburg, TN

Sunday, August 7, 2016

LEMON WALLEYE.

 Lake Kawaguesaga, WI 

My brittle black hair, 
your unmarred mane of curls.
discarding my egg whites, 
along with paranoid pre-notions 
of a life without you.

I observed rain dip dusk to the pier.

It was that very fleeting moment when I witnessed weather become woman as time led her swiftly to shore, shortly after you fled via boat to fend more night crawlers..

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the smell of lemon, grilled walleye 
flooded the kitchen.
I sat in unusual silence & noticed my admiration become timeless
 as a blanket of warm, golden light fell from ceiling fixtures onto your spleen scar.
The one that decorates your abdomen with a banner each day.



6-1-2016