Bandit Notions

[SadLuckDame]

The thread she was (still succeeds at) in life, was a thread of such a color that it stands out on the pattern. When we go to look at the loom, many threads blend and it's difficult to see them there, but hers' is a notice, enough so that I'd walk up to the loom and have a basic desire to touch her thread there and than lick it, like I'd want to keep exploring hers', it'd have that much interest for me.

Let us continue, darlin', into the night.

You beautiful monster bunny.

[the mingo]

into the night we go & go & go

[the mingo]

America began to fail when she was made led to feel guility for her dreams of everyday magnificence, but, for awhile, for a sweet glorious strapped-to-the-saddle while she was the Bam Fuck sex of all time. I don't think it's gone - I just think we forgot what it was to have a little fun.

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[stilltrucking]

girls they just wanna . . .



Revere Beach MA, 1974
The Ship Wreck Bar
Preacher Jack playing
Met her there
my friends all called her pickles
but I was in love/lust
after my encounter with spider love
sweet sweet pickles
She turned me onto Sexton and Plath
I would carry her around with me for the next million miles
short romances my speciality
with the occasional one night stand
every other life time
I smiled and said good morning
She didn't smile but said "Asshole"

[stilltrucking]

We were made to feel guilty for our dreams of everyday magnificence.?

Sorry get so easly distracted with words about sex. But guilt I can concentrate on.
Our dreams became a nightmare of consumption. Our magnificent empire of good deeds for other nations for our own benefit. Yes you are right what else is new.

I always liked that randy newman song
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A Few Words in Defense of Our Country

Hitler
Stalin
Men who need no introduction
King Leopold of Belgium, that's right
Everyone thinks he's so great
Well he owned The Congo and he tore it up too
He took the diamonds
He took the silver
He took the gold
You know what he left them with?
Malaria
A President once said,
"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself"
Now, we're supposed to be afraid
It's patriotic in fact and color-coded
And what are we supposed to be afraid of?
Why of being afraid
That's what terror means, doesn't it?
That's what it used to mean

You know it kind of pisses me off
That this Supreme Court is going to outlive me
A couple of young Italian fellas and a brother on the Court now, too
But I defy you, anywhere in the world,
To find me two Italians as tightassed as the two Italians we got
And as for the brother, well
Pluto's not a planet anymore either

The end of an Empire is messy at best
And this Empire is ending
Like all the rest
Like the Spanish Armada adrift on the sea
We're adrift in the land of the brave and the home of the free

Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye

[SadLuckDame]

Revere Beach MA, 1974
The Ship Wreck Bar
Preacher Jack playing
Met her there
my friends all called her pickles
but I was in love/lust
after my encounter with spider love
sweet sweet pickles
She turned me onto Sexton and Plath
I would carry her around with me for the next million miles
short romances my speciality
with the occasional one night stand
every other life time
I smiled and said good morning
She didn't smile but said "Asshole"

Jack! You are special to me,
makes me think I wish we were talking in a secluded corner
of the ship wreck bar. Just you and me razzing it up.

[stilltrucking]

I would like to known or remembered as a kind man.

As kind as I can be to you.
We are talking in a secluded corner of Studio Eight

What it was was a revenge fuck. She was in her late twenties and had just been dumped by her boy friend of seven years. I think he traded her in on a new model.
She was distraught. I hope she is well now. I suppose I was what she needed at the time. I sure needed her.

I wonder at that dharma, the sexual karma that brings two people together for one night.

Preacher Jack used to sleep in a coffin, no shit. He kept a coffin in his apartment to sleep in. He was a Jesus freak who would break right out preaching the word in the middle of a set. I don't remember much about the night besides the sensation of being in her. She was drunk and so was I. I seem to remember that Preacher jack called us up on stage and place his arms over our shoulders and pronounced us man and woman.

I would like to be sitting in a quiet little joint in Astoria Oregon listening to Hester sing. Be nice to be sitting there with you and nancy and mingo we could go on a double date

[stilltrucking]

She was distraught
late twenties without a child
I was lucky to have found my way into her arms
I should have slipped away before she woke her face so peaceful in the morning light. But I wanted to stick around.

I met her years later, she had her daughter with her, she never mentioned who the father was, or I forgot. Not sure of the chronology but I think the child was too young to have been mine.

I think it was her ex husband she got back together with, a nice guy, he played cello in some orchestra.

How to tell a family history, and protect the innocent let alone someone I might hear from on facebook some day. I rue the day I got that fb account.

[SadLuckDame]

You are kind, Jack.
I count the time spent here writing with you as rewarding and encouraging, growth, light, even the shadows are an interest.

I'll keep you in sights.
We can eat anywhere, too.

[stilltrucking]

the big bang burger bar
or the restuarant at the end of the universe

the little family eatery up yonder
they got a lively jukebox and live music on the weekends

no story just a juke box
youtube a bodacious jukebox


Her hair distraught a killer diller do
a sty in her eye

Aphrodite in disguise
Did you know Venus was a Comet?
When worlds collide
She has many names



She wears an Egyptian ring on her finger
it sparkles before she speaks. . .
Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her when her birthday comes
She got diamonds on the souls of her feat
She is innocent in her body

[SadLuckDame]

I have the same fear of losing gravity and floating off to space.
I think I developed it when I was seventeen and dreamy or dreaming.
After all the muck and I'm still scared of gravity, then floating off to space.


I really want us to go all out eccentric (to dinner)
with you in the satin top hat with some dark purple or burgundy or dark mossy green colors, a feather! and I'll wear a lot of satin covered buttons all down my back, with a corset and look out of modern fashion, but in fashion, too.

Then we can order more food than ever expected. We'll stay there for hours just dining, and talking, taking the whole day until they begin to wonder if we're moving in, spending the night. Maybe we will.

[the mingo]

Can't cross the arctic anymore on the sea ice - wonder what the sons-a-bitches gonna do in Georgia & Alabama & Mississippi & Louisiana & Arkansas when - ya know, if climate change is for real, when the ten, fifteen, twenty foot pythons in the Everglades realize they are able over the years to move further & further north...?....

[stilltrucking]

The gravity thing was a result of something mingo wrote

Re: morning ku august 2012
i look out
into a star-filled infinity
if gravity lets go of me now
i'm in big trouble

Then I watched a youTube about The Thunderbolt of the Gods, they had a bit about the galaxies, so many galaxies, and I wondered how I would find my wayback to the milky way if I died and went to heaven


Snakes are moving south too, there is only one black democrat congessman from the south still left in the south, Nixon's southern strategy has succeeded.

Sorry about the political rant, I get bored with them too.

Going to miss you guys'

snakes movin north also on the subject of strange migrations

[the mingo]

I'll hack it out of bare rock if I have to.
I don't need directions.
I'm there.

[the mingo]

i hear we are under the gun
now there's a bandit notion -

facing crap tons of information every minute of every day from the moment ya open your eyes - chick tells me she's fixing cubed steak and mushrooms - the only thing I got around here is a can of corned beef - from Argentina no less - I can just see the pampas grass waving in the wind - we got pampas grass here in the great state of Yew Nork - it's from Argentina - people imported it to dress out their digs and of course it has since escaped to grow wild -

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...and that's that