blueberry pie

last day on the street

far beyond manicured pyramid steps,

past falterin green notes

dashed with precise impossible voicins nobodyz ever heard:

and out there Alaskan sea trawlers beepin preposterous exact harmonics unaware-

HAIR HAIR HAIR HAIR-Golden Bear Strummin Grateful Hair

and leather jackets swingin at the Mars Hotel, afternoon yellow sweaters deflatin inside the tow away grinnin circle ov radio jazz ships, with sailors exchanging trainin bras impatient for them fishers up there in Eureka to bring home more ov their crab meat

O sweet tooth apologies to fortune tellers minus postcards and coin:

Lawyers performin lobotomies on pathologists minimum wage-                                                          FLOWERS FLOWERS FLOWERS FLOWERS -WhiteWinter Krishna Embroidered Corsets

and purple Chinese New Year firecrackin across the Bay to Berkeley and nearby Walnut Creek, no themes befittin this free jazz celebration featurin Grachan Moncur III on hip slide trombone sprinkled with Bird’s visionary cantos blown over these streets:

Stretchin straight up: shadin-                                                                                                JONES JONES JONES JONES-Jones Comin Down

and (among innocent daytrippers) hustlin Masonic prostitutes puffin down menthol cigarettes merely contemplatin sundown, where epitaphic telegrams hurriedly get dispatched to Victorian Steiner Street dollhouses, flashin graphics carved from everybody’s backpockets

where Tuesday night Poets hone then perform finger drum tabla exercises for reformed Hassidic temple goers:                                                                                                          WHARF WHARF WHARF WHARF- prehistoric mockingbirds burnin solar electricity throughout the City Night

where shell stringers fuse blowtorch fireworks

where ex-patriot New York Rheingold spaghetti is mistaken for Little Italy

where Bay Transit Trains endlessly fuel up from this ubiquitous reptile energy:                                                                                                  LIZARD LIZARD LIZARD LIZARD-White Lizard Abalone Saxophones Opalescin across These Visionary Streets

and recycled trenchcoats with perforated nocturnal buttons sweat then steam Harlem style

where inebriated molassed gypsies pick pocket donnin and doffin and fakin 24 karat handcuffs

where contemplators hang out fishin azurite arrowheads lifted between sidewalk cracks earnestly lickin soybean ice cream bars:                                                                         MOTIF MOTIF MOTIF MOTIF- White Plastered Concepts Celebratin Inside Atypical Windy Bay Harbor Backgrounds

Ground Earth Table Beehive where everybodyz hummin,                                           Classical Peanutbutter FingerCake where everybodyz agreein-Easy Street!

and chimpanzee wilderness solitude here up and back down this roller-bop reticence, with bandana women skateboardin way past insincere speed limits, their mesquite canes flyin in the windy magic of these streets-  

WOLF                WOLF                WOLF                            WOLFSHIT

Hypnotic Howlin Symphonies of ConcertHalls Jumpin,                                           Spinnin, sweet licorice transcendental trips,                                                                        spectators simply noddin inside the inevitable BopMusic that recurls bushy pubic prophetic beards, sexless, insipid, rubbery rectums, naked nostrils, blessedly baying:

HOLY EROICA IMAGINATION!

LOVERS MASSAGIN EACH OTHER IN BALLPARKS!

BUTTERFLYS POLINATIN SAGUARO CACTUS SLIPPERS                                       WHILE WINGIN SIGNS READIN: HATE WAVES, LOVE WAVES                                                                      

WAVES              WAVES              WAVES              WAVES                                                                                       

White Wave Moonride through this CITY harmonizin to herself, as, even cigarette butts indicate Renaissance, excited about bein transformed into reincarnated seagulls!

And prospectors out there spreadin their knees prayin for gold tooth fillins while smearin rainbow toothpaste across parking meters

And retired dental fiddle players tune up in alleyways fixin for an overnight hitchin to do a Tahoe gig:                                                                                                                                   

ENCORE            ENCORE            ENCORE            ENCORE

Dreamin Bout Transendental Drives Through These Crystal Bay Nights Keepin These Bio-Rhythms Wet, Occasionally Pausin For Another Sip Of OWSLEY CoolAid, Toastin The Tavern On Fresno Street, Aimin Pisses At Hamburger Fake Protein Counters To The Left of Nevada, Disgruntlin LostGifted Generations Leapin Through Even More Doorways, Headin Bareassed Down Blackholes Implanted in The Sky, Screamin:                                                                 

EARTH              EARTH              EARTH              EARTH

Discoverin White Boundary Surprises, Wishin-                                                                         TRIPS           TRIPS                 TRIPS                 TRIPS

All Now Part Abstract Masterpiece, Part Universal Reservoir, Part Ginsberg Reality Sandwich right up here in Magictown where to Suffer Or Celebrate Is HOLY:                                                            

SanFrisco          SanFrisco          Magictown            SanFrisco

CITY                   CITY                   CITY                   CITY

STREETS           STREETS           STREETS           STREETS

Up and Down These Hip-notic Visions                                                                                    This Sacred Pilgrimage Keeps Comin On                                                                                 Like Some Big Ol Peacepipe                                                                                                   Passed Round Then Forgotten                                                                                                     Till These Dreams And The Next Wave All BeCome True

SanFrancisco, 1973, 2024