The 26TH AVENUE-VENICE-CALIFORNIA

[creativesoul]

Back in 1984....when i was thinking- or not- that having a house on venice beach- where you could see the Frank Geary house that lifegaurd dude had built with his lil shack on the roof-OUT THE KITCHEN WINDOW- yu could see the ocean and see the people riding bikes and rollar skating and blading on the bike path- while having coffee-i loved that house- i never shut the windows it seemed...filled it with small trees and ocean air = in blackouts i ordered ginger flowers-
spirits sent us to Topanga,CALIFORNIA- eventuially and then kauai- but that is yet another story--
primo, was italian and he would go to Nigeria for four months and then return - for two weeks- it was somewhat biological- he got edgy after a week and a half..'time to move,,' ' he would rub his hands and his eyes would 'light up' -from the early days, i knew that there would never be any mention of what anyone else wanted... and it was a big ugly bone of contention -between us- i kept throwing the bone at him and he would chew on it and froth at the mouth- nothing was resolved-
but when we did cocaine; and drank like fish, and fucked like frogs- things got kind of ugly.
I WAS a social person back then- and i seemed to meet people everywhere- my granny used to tell me 'not to talk to strangers' but i just could not help it.
so i had met a guy named ' Cacoon '-my friend Ami introduced us= and well- he drank even heavier than i did- like all the time-WITH THAT MOJO MUMBLING AND LAUGHING ALL THE TIME
when Primo came back from scoring cocaine with my sister TARA [another story]-
he became enraged at the sight of this guy 'in his house' ...
he picked up a rock in a bowl.............. ['malakite egg size of a fist] and proceeded to charge Cacoon in a savage like action at which point- i let out the white bitch scream... 'NOOOOOOO'
and knocked the green rock out of his hands-
well he was angry with me about that- and went outside to catch some air- at this moment the police came down the alley to 26th and speedway-VENICE CAN BE LIKE THAT.
argh
Primo was drunk and the California cops all they asked him was for 'identification please'- but he was mumbling about what a fucked up country America is and the cop didnt like him-
So he got arrested-for drunk and disorderly-
in THE EFFORTS to find him or bail him out- and the guard that- had him in the holding tank- said 'oh you mean the italian dude?
i had to laugh- as while they were escorting him away HIM YELLING- 'call the embassy'
i do not know why that night was that way.- IT WAS A STRANGE NIGHT....He said he was chained to a big black man coming out of la county to court.

i know he once ran over rita s foot as well- and most recently - had a liver transplant - i still feel the wrath of the titans from him, all these years later-
he is still fucking angry at me-with many assorted reasons- Im sure- i was a pretty woman- i remember 'not drinking' because i didn t like people that drank-and at my jess s lil one year birthday party where 85 people came- there was this tower of wine glasses and they pour the champagne in the glasses and not a drop spills- and it is beautiful and the family is happy- with a lil buzz kicking in,,, oh that was a new begin ing from the surly street people i was facinated with- running away from home had eliminated several skills -i drank every day until i was 29 from that point- i borrowed $ i couldn t pay back- i couldn t maintain simple things like car insurance- i was a pretty messy drunk- a hot mess-
but people liked me- ----
i let him down,could you follow an interesting person around?
for how long?
i made it six years
then i got interesting myself-because when i closed my eyes for awhile there =his life passed before my eyes.
it was a contract i had signed before i ever got a body apparently- but when i get to the other side=- I m going to call his ass out- take his inventory with a tribal council and ask him - why he did not keep his word spiritually after that liver transplant? why did he have to put his bullshit inside my children s hearts? because he is jealous and intense and women are supposed to obey-
now he has a new girlfriend- he is going to get her plastic surgry so she is beautiful- fuck me- how sad- love is so much more than that- i wanted you to get real with me-
and when i get to the other side- i am going to mess up your hair-
i already stepped up=- now it is on you-

[WIREMAN]

ah Venice.....would have loved to live there, was there in '73 and watched the old pier burn, before heading back north to palo alto.....i found LA insane, the people i met were always saying go north if u can....your story is interesting, your life full of strife from what I read here, although i imagine there was lotsa good too....cocaine a bottomless pit, i lost a beautiful little wife to it, me blindly in denial, wanting to hang on and be a good daddy.....following my dream, a home in the country, making big sculptures in a nice studio, which when it happened, then it all fell apart.....it wasnt a shared vision, and the fruits got spoiled.....in loss i found more, in a firehouse in baltimore i was resurrected as a wired man, willing to bear the slings and arrows of living and sharing lifes....lives....loves.....and through writing, learning to accept...

[creativesoul]

I ran away from home at 13 -
But I have made some great choices!
Not all of them were made under emotional duress
there are times
when i wish for the laughter
that crazy giggle that starts kind of in your belly and errupts from there

[creativesoul]

Twist and shout
I loved the way things turned out
Like david Bowie singing " changes"
Ground control to major tom

[dadio]

Good how you can bring to life again and the feel of it so real. Enjoyed.