In the Vicinity of Yesterday

Feet on the ground

head in the clouds

The Flaneur takes a nostalgic Sunday Stroll

Pardon my bullshit

They built the Old Oakland sidewalk around

A Mysterious Druidic stone,

weird

Easter in Italy

In my mind

New girl in the neighborhood

It's a mystical location really

Post-modern,

 down-to-earth,

Awakened

Well-read as well

A public-service bookstore

In this quaint old building

Intellectual anchor

 for the neighborhood

I'm beyond the bookstore,

Wonder if I could rock a Franklin hat,

Scary white people T-shirt

New mural in progress

Young artists

Got to know.

Art is a muscular gesture

Sure got a long way to go,

And a helpmeet 

to share the burden

A new Superman meets Batman movie

Lined up for it

Sunday afternoon 

at the Port of Oakland

Pleasure boats 

spend most of time

Tied up somewhere

Just enough breeze

To give the water goosebumps

Behind every curtain

a banquet

Magical Mystery meat

Nautical Dad

and two sons

See you later.

I'm riding the elevator up

Sardines, cheese sandwich 

and a wee jar of brandy,

Jack Herer and Butter OG

make the smoke

The clouds told tales

Quite high I confess,

On my way back

to sea level

But you know

I walk quiet streets

I'm not riding a bike,

Or amotor-scooter

Tanked up on high caffiene

Blue bottle coffee

Nice as that may be

We'll never forget 

BIMBO'S

PEPPER KITTY

How can we?

A previous blog documented 

a disreputable police bar here

Now gone for good

Did unspeakable sadistic practices 

Occur in this creepy attic?

We  may never know

The old nut-tightener

Corrugated iron doors

have come down

Dead fingers talk

Gloves make sure

they don't

Not me

I got the key

to the highway

Full circle

Home is where

The hat flips

Time to resume
my secret identity

 I'm parked near here

I think

3 April 2016