WW HIPPIES 6
Have you ever had sex with a carpenter bee? By Mikel K

‎"Self-pity is our worst enemy and if we yield to it, we can never do anything wise
in this world."--Helen Keller

‎"Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.”--Deuteronomy 31:6

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Whose dreams are these?

The trash men land loudly on our street
like some invading force might
trying to wake up a country
that they are about to free
from what groggily waking countrymen wonder.

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I love chocolate. I've just had some chocolate, and I want more chocolate, and more chocolate, and more, and more, and more chocolate. I might need to attend a 12 Step Program for Chocolate. "My name is Mikel, and I am powerless over chocolate."

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I can't get back to the garden to set my soul free, but my best dog, Morisson, and I found a shade tree in The Park that is not too far from our home, and I put our blanket down on the cool ground below that tree. There was no pond nearby, and I wasn't there to be civilly disobedient. I just wanted to read a book, and enjoy the day.

We've all got dogs, or so it seems, at places like this, in the park, where people walk their dogs. I wonder if I will have to tie Morisson down to keep him near me?

Well built men jog with their shirts off on the large path in front of me. Across the street, fat people eat ice cream.

Unskilled white people play kick ball on the big lawn in front of us, that is surrounded by the path.

I wonder what time it is, and then I wonder why it matters.

This is as close to Walden Pond as I will get, yet I am a bit neurotic to be away from my computer. What if an important message comes in? Couldn't the right message change my life?

Is it a life change that I am seeking? If so, why have I come to The Park with a blanket, a dog, and a book?

Looking out at walkers, joggers, dog walkers, people pushing babies in strollers, I am made painfully aware that I need glasses. I have the prescription, now I just need the money. I have grooves in the side of my head from wearing reading glasses; fat head, I guess.

I can't take naps under shade trees; I have sleep apnea, and I would awake from my nap tireder than when I went to sleep, and I would risk choking to death while loudly snoring. Some men inherit farms in Ireland, some get drinking problems, diabetes, dandruff, and psoriasis from those that walked the earth before them.

A man walks by carrying what looks like a jug of piss. You will see it all if you stay long enough under a shade tree in the park.

Some writers sell millions of books. This writer is not sure how he is going to pay his utility bill, this month, or keep the internet on. I have sold 104 copies of my memoir, "The Delivery Guy."

I don't know how I have made it almost 54 years without a career. I must be a fool to sit under this shade tree, when I could/should be making things happen.

How do you make things happen?

I laid our blanket on a hill. It got hard to read my book laying on that hill. Next time I will find a flat spot under a tree.

I need to head back to civilization(across the street)and buy some milk. Almond milk doesn't doesn't cut it in English Breakfast Tea.

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Someone stole my identity, and filed for income tax returns in my name, the past two years. Someone has been coming onto my porch, and stealing things dear to me, the foremost being my black Yoga blanket. It makes me wonder if many of us have become thieves, because "the system" steals from us.

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My dog, Morisson, is at my side, where he so often is, as I sit at my desk. I look down at him, and say, "You've had dinner, you've had a walk, you've had a snack, what else do you want," and he buries his nose into my hand.

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Do moths that bother you around midnight when you are typing go to sleep? My moth is not about at 5:30 a.m. If I could find him/her, I would wake them, bother them like they bothered me earlier, but nature is not fair; have you ever tried to get even with a tornado?

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Like I am a dick

I think that Jim Morisson was a dick.
like Hunter Thompson was a dick.
like John Lennon was a dick.
Like Bukowski was a dick.

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And you write by night

By day you do what you have to.
The day is long
like the snake in a Morisson song.

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Eyes now distant

Everyone will see
everyone will see
the love that I have for you,

and everyone will see
when you, and I, are through.

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Let's pretend that Lawrence Ferlinghetti is a liar

Let's pretend that we don t have a soul,
that we don t know what s going on,
that as long as we keep paying the mortgage
that everything will be o.k.


Let's pretend that Lawrence Ferlinghetti is a liar,
and that people with millions, and billions of dollars
will act in our childrens' best interest.

See my child.
See him grow.
I don't want him to go to war.
No, no, no.

Let's pretend that if we close our eyes,
they won t cheat us blind,
that after all this time of screwing us
that they will now suddenly play fair.

Let's pretend that if it s happening over there,
it can t happen here.
Let's pretend that the religious man on the t.v.
doesn't just want our dollars,
and that politicians are not sleeping
with the chairmen of the board

Let's pretend that ketchup is a vegetable,
and that the homeless person is happy
living on the street.
Let's pretend that we don't need clean sea water,
and that it's o.k. that our rivers are polluted, too.
Let's pretend that three corporations owning
all the news outlets is the best way
to disseminate information.

Let's pretend that there really is a Santa Claus,
and that he will tell us what to do.

All words by Mikel K, except for those of Helen Keller,
and whoever wrote The Bible
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