Chance on Fate

Off-the-cuff notes of a summering vagabond.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

A daydream allusion for Old Bull Lee

Wild boys got no mother.

Born in a supernova,
raised on wolves teet gnashing teeth to the beat
of the bare-footed free world.

"Candy&girls" smiles Wombat
blood stains cracking where the lips meet like
early-morning wino doesn't know his name yet.

They tear down the mountain -
twenty, thirty at a time all
whooping&howling the locals
hear and
lock their doors,
board up the windows,
pray to GroB Gott
not again, not again.

A mansion on the hillside bursts
into flames full moonlite but
it is only a diversion.

Weasle leads a pack to the
Sweet Shop
kicking down the door they all
howl and the clerk
disappears in a closet
whimpering.

They empty the place
out
leaving another last
peppermint swirl
for the clerk & his kindness.

Cougar nabs
Sweet Sarah Swanson
from her
virgin feather bed
while Pop patrols the porch
with a shotgun.

Rhino throws a Robins
twin over each shoulder
and
they sparkle eyes behind
his back -

They were being taken away by the wild boys.

Fox puts a flynt into Cheif Lou's forehead
and fumbles back into the forest with
Little Lexi Lou.

Madame Dorsai on Graves Street
stuffs her jewelry into a stack of
dirty sheets
mumbling husband three years dead
"Didn't I tell you Harold they'd
be coming for my jewels!"

They storm the house while
Dorsai dies of heart dis-ease
in her
dearest of diamond decorations -
the house left in tact save
the mints in the foyer and a
ginger snap beneath the couch.

Wild boys roar into the mountains -

the moon looks down and
is inclined to howl.

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