Rucha Shirsalkar
http://www.clickingbeforethemoment.blogspot.com/
Lucky Drive
As soon as we hit the highway we got a positive beep
House boats outside, goddesses within
We're headed for the opaque city through the gusting wind
The Buckeye road house winks at Charselle
While Mary sees our photos of her sister
Chugging up the Waldo grade
There are new noises on the bus tonight
And even Walt is firing on seven cylinders
Snow caps wave to us from Alcatraz
As we passed into the night of the tunnel
That framed the Golden Gate Bridge
It's unlawful to throw burning objects on to this highway
And we have to be in a wide lane, pay the toll of our time
John Donne's island seems so close
We can hear the bells.
Kurt & Ken Mobile Poem
Gough Not Vincent
Gough, not Vincent, Franklin not Ben, Van Ness not Loch
As we enter an area where tour buses are prohibited
We don't qualify but we are a tour bus, maybee we better Hyde
Jones not James Earl and Taylor not James
Stockton, hello Rolo and Thelma
We can skip Kearney and turn onto the Embarcadero
Ken's not leaving his cliched heart in this hilly city
And Kurt's heart is in Brooklyn
Shameless pandering again and the city's traffice has us immobile.
Charselle said if she had known we were bringing someone for her to flirt with
She would have worn heels, my precious, my precious
Kurt & Ken Mobile Poem
Lotta's Fountain
We're on Market approaching the Lotta's fountain
Where we all gathered after the 1906 earthquake
Only one man was there this year
The unity of our empire hangs on the decision of this day
Market forces are affecting the buy out of Bear Stearns
And Congress works hand to hand to save the rich
From loosing even a penny, as they evict thousands from their homes.
At Powell and Market Jesus Christ loves us, unconditionally we hope
As Dick's a*s went flying after we picked up Jeanne Powell
Finally Janet is here after she drove herself to the Santa Cruz cousin's reading
Golden Gate funkyness is interspersed with the Levi Strauss building
16th and Mission used to be our second home
A humanist point of light in the late eighties
We're looping around the entire city
Like the african drummers encircling the game of the hunt
Seducing our audience from San Francisco
To bring to Mama's and read them our songs
Kurt & Ken Mobile Poem
1 comment:
Holiday Traveler
Holiday Traveler
Millicent from Milwaukee Wisconsin was using the library computer trying to adjust her schedule to actually catch her flight home her collage is in ROME. Tommy Thompson is in Albuquerque trying to get back home to Texas, Nome. The notion of travel upsets most people and they swallow too much Dramamine in quantities not meant to be consumed they leave the shelter of the dome depending way too much on average Joes as such as cab and hack motivators in a non controlled zone using money as a buffer as they roam to assure the certainty of connecting to the airport dome. Sholom waved shalom at Kiev airport and he will wave shalom when he returns as Solomon. Cindy Breckinridge cooked a turkey at her home and stayed there with the turkey frozen partly in the oven cooked on one side so her husband could have some. Little Johnny apple seeded all the trees in TerryTown and walked another mile with that silly iron pot upon his top. Charlax rode his bus to kill the time he has his pass his November usage paid from GOD. Thanksgiving time come.
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