Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

Tomorrow, I'Ll Get It Right

Drunk in Barstow,
waiting for a waitress,
who gets off at 2:00 a.m.

The crap game cleaned me,
two bums on the pool table,
 snoring like a train

Drunk in Barstow,
third time this month,
I just never seem to learn

The waitress said,
“My boyfriend’s gone,
truck’s on the road to Bern”

Drunk in Barstow,
on borrowed time,
the repo man at hand

I swear tomorrow
I’ll get it right,
tonight—any way I can

(Barstow California: July, 1991)

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Daniel Turner March 2, 2020 at 12:34 AM You ever been to Barstow? It's closed now, but there used to be a place there where you could get this rice bowl with teriyaki chicken and cooked cabbage. i taught my kids how to eat with chopsticks there. DE- licious:) Pretty cool guitar pickin song:) Kurt Philip Behm March 2, 2020 at 9:23 AM I have. It's halfway between Vegas and L.A. I actually put (by mistake) diesel fuel in my Motorcycle there. The pump handle colors are different in Ca. and if you're not paying close attention it can happen. Back in the early 90's I spent 3 days in one night in Barstow. Never was in the place with the teriyaki chicken, but it sounds good. Thanks for reading.