"Tell them a hookah-smoking caterpillar
has given you the call"
RIP Paul Kantner
Whom I saw perform back in the peak years
And sat tables with at the Old Waldorf where
He alone of the SF Sound band-members
Turned up for new wave shows like the Brains
"Money Changes Everything", but not Paul Kantner
In loyalty to their kind
They cannot tolerate our minds,
In loyalty to our kind
We cannot tolerate their obstruction
The Flaneur hikes and climbs,
he plays no team sports,
attends no games, and watches no sports TV
He considers himself a sportsman
Unlike the human bean-bags who sit and consume calories
While they consume sports media and sports merch
And never play sports themselves
The B stands for Beast machine
Having the stupid-bowl in towns surrounding us
Seems to attract macho manifestations
1.
Saturday in Berkland
Well, Happy Chinese New Year,
Mardi Gras 2016 and Saint Valentine's Day
To you too, Bride of Frankenstein
We're through the Looking Glass now,
My dears
My dears
Winter's gone
Spring is near
Let's follow Alice
Down the rabbit's hole
The afternoon wore on
Wonderland,
Spring is here
Spring is here
Winter is gone
And we're all mad as hatters
A new green world
Here in toon town
2.
Sunday in Oakland
The Port was idyllic in seventy degree sunshine
And there were but a few soulful souls in sight
No one on the Potomac
The Japanese jazz club
An unpopulated island
this afternoon
A door to the past ever ajar
No one on the Potomac
The Japanese jazz club
An unpopulated island
this afternoon
A door to the past ever ajar
The old Oakland train station
Everyone's gone to the moon
Deserted,
Ghost town lovers
I came back down to the Jack London theater after dark
After a zucchini, broccoli, carrot, and onion, and cheese omelet
With fried sweet potato coins
and some whole-wheat Nan
The film I saw was "The Revenant"
Sort of a B-movie revenge plot with
Superfluous spirits and dreams
Mainly a survival-in-extremis classic
With utterly beautiful landscape cinematography
And the bear attack which made me hide my eyes
Thrilling film, but it leaves one a bit sad
4-5 February 2016
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