would sit in a room listenin’ ta’ BGO outta’ Jersey….

Bukowski by my side…poems…On Cats….

Catholic church ‘cross the alley…Mexican girls in short skirts an’ shawls…

staircase…leading where….where…some hole reeking of shit left behind…. this poor bastard… dumb prick….nothing elegant…waitin’ for ah’ clean-up crew ta’ come…waitin’….waitin’….waitin’….

little Petey sneakin’ back ah’ dumpster to take a piss… black chicks with big round asses strut-by…. caught his act before…lookin’ both ways…aren’t we all….

leaves in gold…orange…yellow…red…on the ground downtown ’till spring comes again…put the rakes away…Mother Nature’ll take care ah’ this…

soon snow’ll takeover frozen brown …homeboys’ll stay ‘side…longing for heat…back ta’ business….till’ then…boys…you’re on your own…,I aint goin’ out in dat cold an’ shit ta’ get my ass capped, why should’ya….

Dexter Gordon blows….i’m hooked….sittin’ in a room listenin’ ta’ BGO outta’ Jersey…

Bukowski by my side…poems…On Cats….