KoKo Nuggz (mail art)

 

KoKo Nuggz

 

 

 

Silence the Distraction

(B-side)

Summer Pleasures, Summer Bummers

 

 

When the Summer is resplendent

I'm out of doors

time spent indoors

is almost always wasted

 

Every day is comfortably on the cool side

with plenty of afternoon sunshine

then we are subsumed by the

Ever present marine influence

of prehistoric sea fog

 

 

Time to stock up on Cannabis

 

 

Yosemite in July light

 

First I require a transfusion

of cash to hit the little shop

 

 

Sweet and Sour Kush (Sativa)

 

The arrogant narcissists

everyone hated in high school

get elected to office

and get drunk on a shot of authority

can't restrain themselves from making

onerous oppressive absurd rules

for careful thoughtful herb lovers

 

Latest perverse kick

was to impose non see-through

difficult to open packages

any kid could open with sissors

 

A small amount of alcohol

can kill a kid but they

don't require child-proof caps on booze

 

Lovely buds though

 

Moonstone Kush

(Indica dominant hybrid)

You can see the purple

 

 

Seal Rocks in July

 

My bad bank won't miss

the funds I withdrew,

1920 California architecture

 

 

 

Pricey ice cream place

right across the street

has a perpetual line

But as I mention

I have other gratification in mind

 

 

 

Trump Baby Blimp

Bring me his head

Embarrassing and betraying us

to make America great again

 

 

The 12 bus was no-show

So I hopped another bus

and walked the remainder

 

America, I smoke marijuana

every chance I get

 

 

1956

The year Howl was published

including a poem by Allen Ginsberg

written about his job 

at the Oakland Greyhound station

a short distance from here

in an America a long way gone

 

 

I find myself

on an unusual embankment

a blank canvas

for mental action painting

 

On an agreeable Summer's day

 

Sunbathing with Fido

I wanted to get her

remarkably bright tattoos

but she flopped over

 

 

As a butterfly

as an opalescent bee

I am drawn to deep colors

 

Yikes! a repurposed

Oakland police car

 

Skull-headed ghosts of cops

were off elsewhere

 

 

 Another car

 

 

Another denizen

of Oakland

 

Enchanting flowering shade tree

I don't hesitate to go and sit under

 

 

 

 

 

I'm in a florid state

of efflorescence today

Had Canna-chocolate too

 

 

 

 

A young Mother walked her baby past

the bench where I sat

I was peaking and very smiley,

He smiled back the most beautiful smile

No pain no baggage...it did my old heart good

I told her so and I tried a photo

 but the Phone-cam storage was over-full

I can still see him with my eyes closed

 

To let go of one's

day-to-day concerns,

an invariably healing thing

 

 

 

 

 

 

Attended a thriller the other night

Violent Mexican border

US hegemony porn perhaps

But I stayed riveted throughout

 

 

 

It was well after midnight

when my late show got out

not only was the street deserted

but so was the entire theater

 including employees

 

A few blocks on

a silent shadow

appeared next to me

on the sidewalk,

I startled and the guy apologized

 

We walked and talked a little

a black street guy

with a twisted leg

 

In front of the men's shelter

sleeping bags with sleepers in them

too late for inclusion

 

Count my blessings including 

home comfort 

 

 

Excellent white peach

yoghurt and honey,

I don't like white flour

or most white rice

But I dig white corn

and white peaches the most

 

 

July 2018

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Berkeley Winter Break

A strange hiatus

in strained times

in an estranged city



Let's have a look


An appreciable lack
of crowds and traffic
Busses and streets
 not over-crowded for once



A girl with proverbial
hair like honey


Across from the fenced-off
park downtown
The Berkeley Historical Society





Artifacts
of the original Psychedelic era
Spotlight on the Berkeley sound









Golden Gingko
on campus by the creek

The creek swollen

with rain at last

A virtual vision

a flashback to the creek

as it was in centuries past

or a precognition

of how it will again be

I headed off through the trees

to the vicinity of the art museum

But first

Fortune smiled and a girl

had a light for me blunty

It's wet and chilly today

but every January since I moved

to California I sigh with relief

when I hear how cold it is 

 in icy Massachusetts

where I'm from

Especially when it's

nine below zero

and it's 3 o'clock

in the afternoon

Ignore the pretentious

status seekers

arrogant grad stews

identity policians

 Take Berkeley

 as it is

When in Woodstock

do as Woodstocks do

Sophistication and

schizophrenia

can help

Like pearls

and a simple black dress

There's a slim

cadre of Communists

He's always up for it

Asian girls are passionate

Woman in the Dunes

I did a paper on the film

and the novel by Kobo Abe

One long Japanese 

When Harry Met Sally

psycho-delicatessen scene

A priest

caught in the act

From Tantric yoga

to countless celibate

 religious orders,

The orgasm,

to be or not to be

Same old

Samo

Everyone says they

have  a new idea

a throbbing eye-ball bulb

How few come true

No sitting on the fence

when it comes to

Net neutrality

Tear down

Trump's wall

Lenin is

gonna be Lenin

December 2017-January 2018

Roman Noir

A macabre twist

to my usual tranquil

 Sunday outing

A scarlet dahlia

The day had a strange

color to it

Broken glass at

the XO location

 Someone smashed

last Sunday's XO vessel

Expected it would happen

much sooner

An acceptable response

 

Then the lurid

distasteful spectacle

of American Idol auditions

had seized the day at

Jack London Square

 The scene was crawling

with Oakland cops

star-struck in make-believe

television land

So I hopped on the #12 bus

and rode it over to Lakeside park

I was bound for the fountain

to have a relatively wind-free smoke

But when I got there

 I found it difficult

to believe my eyes,

I saw someone there in repose

and as I approached it seemed

as if it was a woman with

remarkably large breasts

 and no shirt,

As I got nearer I saw that

she was wearing a shirt,

an approximate skin tone shirt,

She had a cloth over her face

and seemed somehow

discombobulated

almost disarticulated

A large display of Dahlias

in the park's garden

She seemed rather

dangerously naïve

in her obliviousness,

this being a rather louche

 and fairly deserted area

 One must remember

Nature's strong drives

the industrious bee

The tableau recalled for me

the ultimate Los Angeles

Hollywood's precautionary

unsolved mystery

The Black Dahlia

In the 1940s

the body of young woman

which had been severed
into two pieces
like the woman-sawed-in-half
magic trick only real,


The story has became an archetypal one
Films and books
theories and conjecture
including author James Elroy
who believes the Black Dahlia killer
 murdered Elroy's mother as well,
Another estranged son published
a book putatively proving
that the murderer was his own father
a doctor and madman

Her name was Elizabeth Short
and she was from the Northeast,
Her remains are here in Oakland
buried at my old hang-out
Mountain View cemetery,
My ex and I once visited it
using a guide-book entitled
Permanent Californians

The bee wants in

I was slightly stunned

and decided to sit opposite her

where the fountain precluded spying

for my momentary pause,

I saw a black guy pass her

and slow down to have a good look,

Can't blame him

 that surgically enhanced figure

would slow down most men,

She seemed to trust her fate

asleep and unprotected in public

When he shifted a bit I was

relieved to have evidence

 she was still alive,

As I proceeded toward the garden

I stopped for a few image captures,

After I did I noticed three young guys

had seen me as they approached

 when they got even with her

they twigged on and laughed

I wasn't getting randy

I was scratching instead

my head

Later on it dawned on me

that she would be perfect

bait for a police sting,

that maybe that was what was

going on with her in fact,

if so they must have

perked up at my behavior,

Sorry to disappoint

but sooner protect her

than interfere with her

There's that bee again,

Get you some

Mr Bee

20 August 2017