Napowrimo
2021
Day
ELEVEN
BUSTED
Mombasa
to Marrakesh I guess
the
film drones on until after midnight
into
the new day and I'm at the front
of
the movie theater snoring boring but
it's
the third night showing this picture already
It's
a long time until breakfast at Sally Jack's
ham
and eggs and pancakes with maple syrup
I'll
spend the day shining shoes as I always do
then
I'll ride the all night buses till morning
another
dollar another day done and dusted
but
every cent spent on shows travel food and drink
or
I would be like the great unwashed hoi palloi
busted
for jaywalking under the overhead tracks
mainlining
alcohol (or drugs or other substances)
Concrete
poetry is not my forte cell phones graffiti
lyrics
swing and all that jazz rigor mortis pour moi
jailhouse
rock bail without parole at the county jail
madness
personified they lock the vagrant up again
put
him in a casket when they're done kicking him
can't
keep a good man down they say before they shoot
pushing
up daisies in the prison yard beyond the fence
basketball
was never like this in the parking structure
muscle
beach it's not nor is it an indoor gymnasium
they
let me out for good behaviour I've done my time
early
sunlight hurts my one good eye as I exit the flicks
I
spend my nights captivated by cinematic dreams
infused
with popcorn chilli dogs and cigarette smoke
confused
by shoe polish memories of nursery school
wax
crayons smelly brown cardboard boxes with lids
as
the on screen bullets fly I will continue to hallucinate
about
those one third pint bottles of milk with straws
memories
of yesteryear encapsulated in my thoughts
of
all the minds in all the world you walk into mine
Have
you had your electric shock treatment yet or licked
the
sugar cube with a red microdot on it did it dissolve
solve
your problems immunise you from reality
make
you the person everybody else wants you to be
or
are you like me a borderline mastermind wage slave
minimum
time shining shoes for nickels and dimes
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