Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Heads Will Roll

Couldn't afford 200 bucks
For a recycled ticket to paradise
So I avoided the long lines
And the black Tee-shirts
I thumbed a ride out of town
With a gender confused
Trans Ambulance chaser
A wild honey dripper
Who gave me the grand tour
Of the wild side
The under side
Your side
And my side
Before slip sliding away
Into the petroleum sunset
Stone free
But united with something
Ingenious and indigenous
Couldn’t afford 20 bucks
For a bus ticket to the marketplace
So I loitered with the locals
And drank green tea
And added my gangly rhythms
To an impromptu jam session
Pounding on a rusty bucket
And chanting a wordless
But not soulless
Litany of solitude
Of solidarity
And finally of solace
Before slip sliding away
Into the hydrogen sunrise
Thankful for the tour
And the postcards
And the friendly natives
Who helped me feel at home
But most of all
Grateful for the miles
Stretched out beneath my feet
For the throbbing of my temples
That tells me
Tells me
Tells me
I am alive


Ronnie Larsen said...

This poem makes think you had sex with a trannsexual in Bangcok! Did you???

And did you really use petroleum jelly?

Jay Larsen said...

The end of the petroleum age is here, so we are all "slip sliding away into the petroleum sunset".
I prefer K-Y or Astroglide personally.

And I would never suggest that "gender confusion" somehow means transsexualism. Nor have I ever been to Bangkok.

But I do drink green tea on a regular basis.