blowing in the air.
Remembering sitting in the summer sun
and by a younger river with schizophrenic Jane
talking and talking and talking of escaping herself
and the food factory by working in the Sidewalk Cafe.
Then remembering Jane’s rival.
Once upon a time beautiful and manic Mary
who last when I saw her had dead and vacant eyes
and was sleeping in the arms of the Angels
from Oakland…for drugs.
First we take Israel!
Then we take Palestine!
And then the entire world
will be begging at our feet
to finally fall forever
…into our waiting and open arms!
A long time ago one of the Great Comedians of the Age
was being interviewed towards the end of his life.
And when asked, “What do you want to be remembered for?”
Answered, “That was one funny motherfucker!”
FOR ALL THE COMEDIANS WHO HAVE PASSED ON
They say that when a great politician dies
sometimes a cherub sheds a tear
mostly out of relief.
But when a clown dies
not even Demons are consoled by weeping.
So thanks for all the laughter, motherfuckers!