Monday, December 06, 2010

light above blue
for purple hayes

                        hey man driving the carquinez straight
the c & h sugar plant to our left the bay to our right
o beauty               o treasure island
sf is loved like a bratty child

                        hey man i hate driving in the city
i loathe the traffic and us sutured to parking lots and garages
where is whitman in this mess
o california               o cars

                        hey man put the drive into words
the is of go

from the curlicues of silver exhaust
        and the pacific blue and cold
that sifts and combusts
the red fist of my heart


At 1:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

thanks bro, that really made my night
after a shitty day at the job.

love ya,
the purple one

4 one 5

At 11:01 PM, Blogger richard lopez said...

you're welcome, hermano

At 6:43 PM, Blogger Jim K. said...

Ah...cali ain't all a picnic? heh..

It varies around here.
Boston's awful but not as bad as
before. 128 is slightly better.
The North Shore is a bizarre
nightmare in a little crowded box.
People have a lot of sleeper
cars for the short ramps and
short lights. Flat-beds haul
bumpers in from far away.


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