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Downtown moody boulevard chaos with
geometric grid shaped layout and contrasting
zones some fashionable clapperboard happy
comfy with creepin Bougainvillea outer walls
and others dark and lonely dog dirt proud – San
Francisco with its great fishing net big catch clam
mix of Chinese, Mexican, Red Indian stock, the down
and dowdy, the rich and radiant the haves and want
to haves and the opium red eyed living dead – they’ve
been heading out this way for years seeking their
fortune from the early gold rush days and Barbary
coast dwellers, the out of town chancers, all looking
for a free piece of pie, everyone wants the deal, everyone
wants to win on the dollar wheel – walking downtown
along Fisherman’s Wharf with it crab steam pots and
chowder sit easy squats and the huge swaying mass of
touristy camera clicking lot, walking down Obese Pacific
Highway thinking about America land of make it, use it,
chuck it, heaps of expendable disposable commodities –
visited City Lights bookstore shrine where Ferlinghetti
printed Ginsberg’s Howl and the whole Beat Generation
kicked off with the free flow thinkers so new and daring
think Pollack in words so brave and loose now faded with
ghosts of Kerouac and Burroughs in every shadowy bar –
big visit to Frisco Museum of Modern Art and introduction
to Sam Taylor Wood and Ralston Crawford keeping the
flame alive. Yosemite was a silent mountain contrast
hiking 5000 ft to elevated waterfalls on the trail of the
lonesome pine – then along the coast of grow anything
Santa Barbara, Santa Maria, Santa Monica and sacks of
Santa Claus goodies. Looking forward to Big Sur and
more Kerouac dream connections. Not looking forward
to flying home, could stay her, would stay here, if I was
rich or carefree with time, or daring and loose.
No free version
A free verse
And a free speech
Hunger violates the norm
Behavior is a free will
Commerce obstructed is conjecture
A high court or otherwise assembled congressional hearing is caused for speech
A matter of hunger mustn't prevail as wage
In Irish when it is said by another
"I'm gonna need you to move"
The past tensing of need, nee'd
Is speculation on the appearance of the marketplace
In honest appreciation
The Crawford and Larabee families of America
And the thunder rolls
No mas comida
No mas mujeres
Mas gumballs
Go build the basilica
Benito arrives!
The American Elegant
I no afford the civilized
Lost City of Rucker
polish outside
royce, he hide a boy, called him sunshine
he so starch on the collar
he don't appreciate the cloth
till the potato off it again
stingiest thing ever, hold langstons typewriter
ima go shuffle it again for yu ryan, danial, ward the spirit
pop lost the address,
in his toe winkle, he had it
how this the rhyme?
the partner upstairs
cant see me
i do it this un?
the girls the stowaway fortune
beneath the slavery laws?
its the first time california girl not a bikini
girls, the womens rights is 60 year old league of dont care
Hybrid babble tap it chan
Jackie!
Jackie?
News instructions coming back
Huh? From your special where?
Here
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025
I got married too young to a girl whose name was Cindy
After almost ten years she decided to end it with me
Several years later I married a girl named Cindy, too
My family now refers to them as Cindy 1 and Cindy 2
Even though Cindy 2 and I today remain married happily
She has agreed to step aside for Cindy Crawford to be Cindy 3
That seemed like a wonderful deal some twenty years ago
When Ms. Crawford was so beautiful even with her little mole
And even though she is still sexy and would make a terrific Cindy 3
I think that I would rather have my Cindy 2 stay here with me
So if you see Cindy Crawford even though I know it will break her heart
Please tell her there is nothing she can do to break Cindy 2 and me apart
Special Agent Kevin Dreary was very shy red hair eyes reminded me of Prince Harry he was very eager but this could have got me killed he teamed up with my brother in law Sgt Baker in Nashville crazy how the federal bureau of investigation planted itself in my family I am truly blessed at any rate Kevin was wrote into the investigation into bumpin audio officer Walter Barnett I was actually working attending classes at Barrett college Fort Sheridan Army base having family in the justice department keeps me in a peaceful state of mind I was seven months pregnant buying pagers for the Fbi to bring down officer Walter Barnett I was sick to my stomach and relocated to a safe place I knew special agent Dreary was a rookie taking chances with my life my children lives after signing documents for the state department to release funds to buy the pager I did not feel safe Omar was killed several informants were killed I feared my safety blessings my brother in law sgt baker could take over working undercover for Kevin Dreary especially since we share the same birthday him being under cover on my behalf under special agent Leroy Heimbach this resulted in my niece being hired at the justice department family the federal bureau of investigation is basically my family after special agents Heimbach and special agent Paula Brand relocated my family to Cleveland Ohio hiring my brother in law sgt Baker under John E Crawford 601 Euclid ave Cleveland Ohio I felt safe sgt baker now undercover I was so sick broken it’s amazing I am able to speak the sheer horror of reliving all this I realize how bad the fbi needed to trap officer Barnett but I was focusing on real work Barrett college fort Sheridan Greatlakes Commissary I just needed normalcy not wear wires for the Fbi I believe Special agent Dreary hated me for that
She sits in judgement of the unseen otherness
of a moment passed yet frozen
for us purveyors of skin deep beauty,
perhaps we seek a measure of our own trauma.
All his portraits of me are lies. They're all Picassos. Not one is Dora Maar.*
Sixty portraits of me
and each is a projection of you,
what you need, what you see~
and not one of me is real.
Sight
bright, clear
seeing, knowing, becoming
love, beauty, ugly, hate
knowing, raging, fading, dying
blind!
* Dora Maar quoted by Amy Crawford. "A Look Back at the Artist Dora Maar". Smithsonian Magazine.
You were a great actor who was often cast in tough-guy roles.
You did a fantastic job as a police officer on Highway Patrol.
You passed away in 1986 at the age of seventy-four.
When you died, you were married to Mary Alice Moore.
Your first serious acting job was as a footballer in She loves me not.
Becoming as brilliant of an actor as you was what other actors sought.
You enlisted in the United States Army Air Corps. during World War II.
When people look up the word hero in dictionaries, they see a picture of you.
You have two stars on the Hollywood Walk of fame and you won an academy award.
Nearly a quarter of a century ago, you were sent to Heaven to be with the Lord.
(DEDICATED TO BRODERICK CRAWFORD WHO DIED APRIL 26, 1986.)
Simple kicks on her feet;
Baggy jeans, baggy sweats.
Even baggier T-shirts.
A rocking natural hairstyle;
Even turn bald.
Bare ears, bare nails.
Coolio, Eazy E (N.W.A.).
2pac, Biggy, a lot of T-bone/Kirk Franklin.
Bursting her ears deaf.
Pen, paper.
Nature, surroundings.
No noise, silence.
But Alas!
High heels on her feet;
Fitting skirt, matching top.
Red lipstick.
Weaved hair.
Tied into a bun, or just let loose.
Statement earrings, polished nails.
John legend, Melanie
Nicki, Chris a lot of Tamela/Randy Crawford.
Starting and ending her day.
Pen, paper; still.
Lights and roads, surroundings.
A lot of noise, never silence.
Oh well!!!!!!
Oh bother!!!!!
Changes!!!!!!!!!
© Herzel Poshiwa