Dudes who think they're cool
studs and *** symbols who are
slimey and adenoid cases
Non-combat vets who they're
combat vets.
Followers who think they're
leaders.
People who have delusions of
grandeur.
There're other people
who are way better.
Some of the shady looking
people in politics today.
People faking eccentricity
because the think it's going to
get 'em a better deal medically
you know,
We say the all-round man
symptoms where guys think they're
a combination of John Wayne and
Jimmy Dean with shades of
Vincent Van Gogh thrown in
Relevent gay people who imagine
their lives to be perfect
Certain plastic TV shows being in
fashion as well as kinda tacky food.

Grind'em out,
Bill Wan Ben Gass,
Famous old time basestealer par
Excellence
And the notorous Wee Willie Keeler,
One of the first stars of baseball
And some of the dudes incriminated
In the Black Sox scandal of 1919
Who satisfied the investigators
Maybe
Ans that ****** Eddie Gaudot that
Played for the old St. Louis Browns
As a gimmick by, I believe owner
Showman. Bill Veeck.
Yeah there's a room in our national
Pastime for for all sorts of characters
Including Eddie Stanky, Jimmy Piersall,
Casey stengal and, of course, Leo
Durocher.
All not that big - maybe they were all
Napoleon? just to add a little psychology
To the mix.

He seems to see dreams as delusions
Not day dreamy allusions.
He has, I believe, always had a dream
Of being a major league baseball player.
He also, near as i can tell, has a dream
Of seeing a time to come, when all
People will be ethical, patriotic and
With little or no medical problems.
He's a good person, often trying to be,
A loyal Vietnam vet and friend, who
Wrestles with unpleasant PTSD
Problems so you can see why
He'd have the second dream.
His dreams and schemes
Make me think
I"m a stinky *****
Lacking to be a schlink,
Since I don't have a dream
Like him of seeing
Everyone with a DVD player for example,
Watching 'good' Movies, at least
Like he shows us here
In other words, it seems he has a dream like that
Because of his enjoyed
Hobby of watching DVDs He's
Selected with us.

Uncle **** was soft and kind.
My brother-in-law ****
is smart and on time.
My mother always said I was good looking
'cause I looked like
**** Tracy.
I say both me and him are too
tough looking and hard
and yeah the real Tracy (whoever it is)
is one of the most beautiful
instruments I've ever heard.
Tracy's Theme

Send me your breaths
and I'll show you your bent
relieve yourself
whenever you can, of course
but point out the real names
if your enemies
and your new interests
and I'll show you
and unopened can
of beans to eat
when your desperately poor,
hungry, and in the street.
Show me your words,
your temperament,
and I'll show you, maybe
a derelict or
two that's or that are
as good as you.

Out there at high tide
The force of almost a tidal wave
Getting hit hard by
Makes me crave
Some Florida orange juice
Eat a capon
And go out into the water at low tide
To tell the truth
With a batman cape on
Just to know my lies
If any
I heard they're many
But maybe white lies
About my service experiences
And immediate response to something in
A cigarette obviously

"I'll get by as long as I have you"
"Willow weep for me"
Time after time"
Boney Marone
Yeah Mike Barone too
and yeah the song a lot from Runaround Sue

Yeah jujubes the candy
of the student council in the sky
and would-be upper crust -
it's just as exciting as fruit-striped gum.
Hard little sorta gum candies with a **** cavity -
must be the eyeballs
I don't know whether
hard candy has a mystique
or if it's just "more better"
as the blacks would say
but at least it's good for the breath -
say legs.

Maria,
Cleanse my message
And let  her know
This has nothing
To do
With Tom Seaver
In my opinion,
But being in Dutch
With Ike Futch,
Old time colorful yankee farmhand
I guess,
You bet.

Garvin
Garvey
Garvin
We're starving for Marvin
as in Hagler
Let's snag her
"You gave your promises to me
and I gave mine to you.
You gave your promise to me
and I gave mine to you
Love is all around us
So let the feeling grow"

Did you ever wonder
if so-called music experts
considered songs by the above
like Cotton Candy, Last Date,
and Alley Cat maybe
as trite and stale and
all that crap
whenthey've got just as much gap
as an irritated ***
just as much pizzazz
as a sigh with all the razz-ma-tazz
and just as much a successful song
as any that have been crooned.
They're classic top 40
just as much as that ****
FM classic rock (I still like)
I don't mean to shock
or gove away that I'm a flop
but like I've said
in the infantry, our
motto is keep it simple stupid
I wish some of these
****** producers also would
pick up on that and
not try to play decadent Cupid.

Sometimes tunes come to me.
It fills me with glee
I don't know how to write
the noter
I just teach myself to sing them by rote
song titles
lines from songs
swim around in my head
leading me to go to the music urut
of mine
to see if I'll come kup
with an original idea
not something I just bet
would ring a bell
if my quote and title
was be thut.

Jesus was the first hippie,
One of few and the greatest of all.
If hippies who are people are sincere souls full of love.
It's suprising what different sizes
And varieties there are. Tommy James
Seems like a great one when he
Sings- Love, love is the answer. I'm
Sure he's sincere. I think the
Beatles really didn't mean it
When they sand -All you need
Is love.

Kristy McNickle beaming at me in
a picture when she was still nice.
Eva Mendes with a curled upper lip
like she knows who I am and she
wants me.
Adriana Diaz gazing at me displaying
her body wares discreetly
under a nice dress on the morning
CBS news.
Having Margaret Brennan on the
CBS evening news muttering
that she wants me back I guess
she thinks as a follower
of hers
oh heck I could go on and on
about some of my fantasies.

Jingle Jangle
My heart's set on the female rock group the Bangles
and old time hit songs by groups like the Spanish
I even like Elton John's song Daniel
That's when I was a pretty cherry vet
and forgot what was it I read in some of the army manual
A lover can be cute
with you
about the same thing as what I want out of a daydream
with the old time fantasy it can lead
to holding hands and feeling this is a scream
And that's when what I call jingle jangle music
come in with thoughts of someone nice
to make you feel freed
and not costing one's seed
anything like that
for a modern day fee
Jingle Jangle music makes it so cozy because
of what the lines mean
as they make you feel
for yosekf
yoself yoself
and nobody else
not again
yes again

Flex
Hex
Tex-Mex
Set
and fet
Let me
Met
Musc-le I don't have
so knuckle
up
There's lovable
trouble.

She's a little thin,
but a real nice figure,
fantastically dressed
and oh so saucily, sassily
****
I bet not a techy
something traditional I bet
with good bloodlines
and touch of fellow Scot in her.
I pretend to say to her Look in my eyes honey.
I'd love to see you disrobe
discreetly in front of me
and we go from there,
but I don't know you
I just admire you.

Susan
You are a choosin'
the fusion
of scroogin'
and contusion
to send
me into
ecstasy
of an elasticity
that ends in electricity
or whether you even
remember me
and how I wanted
to introduce you
to tea
for two
on the front porch
of a southern home
with the fireflies out
on a southern night

Pick mix-on,
Let's call him The Fonze
He wanted act-ion,
He even probably brought in
Some navitivs
Equipment to the white house,
Act-ion
Mix-on

Neither one seems highfalutin
not worried whether their salads have croutons
and the myths surrounding both of them,
and that tear 'em apart, they'd both seem on the mend.
Discussions seem pertinent
not about the latest street merchants.
Topics include climate change.
I wish everybody would drop the subject
and be satisfied with the climate as it is.
It gets to be a haze
with the problem suggested to be the public
as if we just aren't with it
if we don't care to talk about it.
The election meddling?
I don't know what was said
but there was probably someone outside heckling
and in the meantime wanting a med.
They discussed aspect of war
maybe
but not so much, I bet who they're for
and they didn't make casual remarks like save me.
This topic was suggested
just like the Spiderman poem.
I did my best with both of them!

It's not Tues
as in Weld
or the actors guild
or blowing a fuse
that leads to back
to the sack
only to breed
as in a sneeze

Regal, dignified in posture
None of that "too feminine a moisture",
nicely dressed
she doesn't wear red much
but would look good in it
and she is so exquisitely pretty
that it's a real pleasure to look at her
and also fun to see in her unusually **** thinness
but she doesn't have aids.
She has a light air
about her
and a great sense of humor
and exquisite taste,
especially in music -
she mentioned Rick Ross
and Pearl Jam.
Since I want her,
nice and tall,
attractive and thin for sure
I'm somewhat embarrassed
since she's a rather young
but neat woman
nevertheless.

The local news
keeps me
feeling imbued
not subdued,
having no feeling of being lewd
or too new
or in lost cool
or for lack of mind fuel,
or for excuses about
being physical gruel
or in being Dartmouth bound as in being one of the chosen few
or famous like Pete Newell
or someone like Bruce Newell
or Paul Buhle

They say I'm all talk and
no action.
I'm gonna keep on loving you.
Change
Chains.

The stress is too great for me
as Doc O'Connell says
to take on the leadership of my ward.
I've got a lot of retirement years
to enjoy, he said
so don't come unglued, at back
let the ward run itself
and just enjoy, enjoy.

Old Mother McCreery
Played on her washboard.
Time for nursery rhymes
That aren't worth a dime
But seriously
Yeah steel band music
On the corners of the streets
In Miami
In the old days,
Improvised bands with
All sorts of
Improvised instruments
And little boys
Playing on their miniature set of bongo,
Ukuleles, and harmonicas
All
Music in different ways.

Sometimes I get envious of some of the other men's selections of snacks and copy them but mostly for 3 o'clock snacks which we all look forward to.

I get dill pickles, chips, ridged potato chips, cheese *****, and an occasional Milky Way, and some pretzel sticks for example.

Some of the guys get those Vienna Sausage BBQ's or otherwise I can remember eating them for lunch years ago maybe when I was working my high school summer vacation construction job.

So I don't think I'm that much off. I've even reverted to my old desire for dried apricots and gotten he cheese dip crackers like some of the other men just to remain kosher.

When we were buying anything we wanted to for night 7:30 snacks I'd get Mounds bars and when allowed I'd bring in my own Cinnamon Toast Crunch for a snack with milk.

I could go on and on about our fascination with nice treats like being able to snack twice a day but that just reminds me that I suggested snacks in the suggestion box years ago before there were any and sometimes I hesitate maybe to congratulate myself since we're getting (implied by some of the RNs) an obsession with snacking.

And then there's 2 cups of coffee in the morning- they might think some of us have an obsession with that too.

If i could tell a tale
About a long, true Texan,
I'd go back to Tex-Mex
But free freddy fender
From all responsibility
For Tex.
Tex was a dog of a guy
Although a nam vet
He's struck me
As totally lost.
He couldn't function
At even the lowest level
Oh he had his cowboy hat
And his boodies
But his lips curved
And he was, yes, naive beyond all belier
I could go on further
About him but I won't.

Madigan,
Mad again,
Sad again,
Glad again.
It's bad again.
He wants a fad again.
He thinks it's a gas again.
He feels had again,
like a lad again.
Is he a bad guy?
a mad guy,
a had guy,
the man from rad again?
tie-dyed shy guy?
** hoo he's just
not a bad guy, again.
He never was -
just like the fuzz!

Yeah I know I'm still the drip
the main wet blanket
and another Benedict Arnold
these long-haired weirdos
who are always implying that
aren't perfect either
I don't care if they wash
their hair 20 times
a day
and put on fresh underwear
2 or 3 times a day
they must be just as scared
with senanigans like that
I'm Nikita an American traitor
but they could have backed
up some of us who wanted to
go at first
Oh Well I guess I'm just bitter
'cause I'm not very popular

No one looks like Bozo.

One I thought looked like Emmit Kelley without makeup but I really don't know how that is.

One looks like a humorous orderly in Mount-Sade.

One looks like Magpie, a little movie scene whom I think might have a great Native American seeing her right there in the picture gallery of Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee.

One looks like how you'd imagine an African-American Wyatt Earp would look.

One looks like that mafia I saw in Sport Magazine once where he was in a crowd at a major league baseball game and somebody yelled **** the umpire and it showed him pulling a revolver out of his zoot suit coat pocket.

One looks like a humorously very windy African-American man like Bill Cosby might have looked to some.

Motley Crue they're not.

Roocoo trying to trip on kerosene fuel they're not.

This group of fellows are funny without being snots.

Chelsea, Chelsea, wealthy
I know you're healthy
I know you got a rival in Kathy,
that is, in sassy.
Tell her about Spyro Gyro.
I don't know an Elvira
but I feel like I do
with that song by the Oak Ridge Boys
as if they're toys
and have a rule
in what they think is cool.
Dante, Dante,
you're probably **** as in the formation
'round have a tone time
or was it Doctor Chante.
Earnest, Earnest,
you'll furnish
the furnace for me
of Hell's Kitchen
if it kills you
and someone calls you
I bet, *******,
and they compare you
various carfares
with mildew.

I'm not funning
About you being stunning
And I have no cunning
About you
And having heard of Jim Bunning
I'm just running
Off the mouth
About gunning for you
When you're much too young
Much too unsung
And maybe never been flung
Off
Toffer
See!

Transcendental Meditation
Lack of constipation
A certain Vilification
With regards to transportation
and resuscitation
No there's no getting over you.
You come out of the blue
as if you're about to sue
all those who put you in the news
'cause that;s the way of Broadway,
not to be ******
or *****.
yeah Turner
and Mommy
and no more ***** laundry,
Rich Cosby,
or belonging to Conroy

I read somewhere
that Patti Smith
was into early James Brown music
and I like particularly
his Chonnie on Chon Chon, the Bells,
and Bewildered but I threw
the albums they were on away
Someone just told me that
Patti Smith was one of
the early punk rockers.
I don't know much about that
or what it has to do with early
James Brown music
but I did like the ***
appeal she exuded
when I saw
publicity photos of her a
long while back
I'm not driving at anything
in particular but it's strange
how some things are
connected, isn't it?
The scope of James Brown
music might be the immense
and early James Brown
probably really isn't that great.

Your teeth will fall out
and you need to study
Your tooth is falling out
and you need another buddy
Your feet call out
and your buddles rest on their laurels
in splte of what you call her,
your mother, that is,
and yeah your older sis
and your teeth could use some work
but if you don't want to study,
there's nothing I can do about your use
of the fork
or torque
of the mind
and your one tooth
really hurts
so don't blurt
out about
a snout
or the football expertise
of Dan Fouts
Yeah teeth
and cumulative knowledge
right not
It's a puzzler

I was very unhappy there for 3 or 4 years in a row during the baseball season,
when the Yankees made the playoffs just once in 4 years.
I live and die with the Yankees during the baseball season.
The combination of Aaron Judge and Gary Sanchez in they're as good as they seem just might lead to a World Championship this year.
I know that's unrealistic
but I can dream.
Their starting pitcher probably
won't hold up;
Ellsbury and Gardner might putter out and Hadley might falter as well.
Holiday and Curtis might not do so well and Greg Bird might not pan out.
But you never know - they're learning how to win
the Yankee way.

Tom Petty passes away - sorry to hear that
Tears come to my eyes...of al the so-called
zeepugglesoeyes I liked him and the Heartbreakers the best
and that song When I Found You makes me think
he picked me up in Northern Florida
or Georgia hitchhiking and he was around a curve
out of desperation and internal despair
and picking me up inspired him to write the song -
once again I'm probably imagining things.
Lately I'm imagining I fathered whole 30 kids
through my wife and sowing some wild oats
much later after we got divorced
Lately all the critiquing my poetry
that I like I feel is with good intention
and the critiques are just
just trying to help me cope
with this present day matrix or morass of my childhood
that they might think they have a bead on
even though I find the whole thing sorta
uncivilized. I probably think I'm
somehow through the whole thing
being psychic.
That's it for now.

TV Gibe,
Put my vibe
Out on the lines
Of the newspaper.
TV,
You'll eventually tell me
What's going on.
I you know
Right now snow
And let me know
It's pretty lo-co

Night owl go strollin'
(yes I'm a night owl)
I forgot to remember to forget
which reminds me how the little
to my life story
might read-
I Forgot to Remember to Remember not that I have Alzheimer's
heaven forbid
so I forgot to remember
come rain and shine
I forgot the one member
of the new Temptations
so I can't jump or joy
with elation
or love me tender
on it
Get on it.
She was mighty fine.

When my soul was in the cloak room
You came along to claim it
Out in San Luis, I guess
That was you, Cheryl, wasn't it?
But I do want to start over,
Since I've alienated
certain people with my behavior
at least I think I have,
but, oh well, you can't cry
over spilt milk.
I asked one of the CNAs here at the VA
if she agreed
and she said that's life,
implying probably that that's the essence of life to me
at least as if life was all a series of
chronological mistakes
Makes sense to "wise old" me, at least, though, ** ** **.

Some people try to get
next to me I suppose
but I believe in compliments
not trying to get on a person's
nerves
to make friends with them or to make love to them
That's why I like
Dennis Edwards at the mic
telling the listener
he can't get next to them
probably
because he thinks, but I hope not, he's a fem.
I can't next to you
as in the out of the blue
and whistle a happy tune
just so I won't
fume about it

Savoring the cotton candy, my heart leaps at the thought of a ride on the Ferris wheel.
But I want to feel free.
It's good, the thrill
even if I have gotten suicidal sometimes, I don't feel like leaping from it now
and I feel secure sitting there
with a pair.
The roller coaster
jolts me into an
euphoric sense of oblivion
where my mind
flashes back and forth
to the grains of sand
that I think we are
and how it looks
like we're little people as we ride.
Yeah a carnie
and all that goes with it though
like the other rides, for
example.

I think I'm a ****
and that I have to lurch
that I'm what is known
as a high **** or herk.
But I know how to flirt.
That I should compensate
chortle chortle
All for the sake of movement
of mental health.
I realize I'm kind of
a wet blanket,
objecting to things
that might make for parishioners
and I don't think I'm a
voice in the wilderness
or of course the vox populi,
but I like the think
I'll sink or swim
on a whim
of a hint
of that very same sink or swim
when it comes to good
mental health I call it
or new trends in things
It's because of my bitterness
for not changing with the times
or just lack of self-esteem
who knows why
as if I'm complex
and trying to be my own psych tech.
I'm sorry for reiterating
this subject several times before.
I know there's only one way to describe
a mental state but that's just not true