Homeless

[Axanderdeath]

I GOT THE FERRY from Vancouver to Victoria at 10:00 o'clock. I was having a smoke on the deck and watching the terminal get farther and farther away. A girl was smiling at me. She was smoking.

“you are allowed to smoke here?” I said. I had seen the no smoking signs everywhere.

“yeah man.” she said and laughed a bit and came over towards me.

“you got a light?” I asked.

“no.” she said and smiled and looked at me intently.

“oh, well I got got matches but if you had a lighter that would of been much better.”

“I do the same thing.”

She was taking the ferry to Victoria to go “shopping.” she told me she was 15—I tried to give the impression that I did not want to talk to her—turning my back on her. She just told me about how she liked to fuck older guys. I told her it was wrong to do that. I told her it was so wrong and that I was 10 years older then her—she told me I looked like Johnny Dep—I took that as a compliment. Her father came and took a picture of her—she said she hated him. I told her that he was just taking a picture.

In Victoria I went to a hostel and went to sleep early. I was broke and in the bar was band. A stand up bass player—and a whole lot of trendy fuckers with those wool hats with the brims and dreads under that. Pot smoking smiles. I was broke. I was more down and out then any of these fucks were dressing like. They all were so nice until I told them I was broke. After I told them that I was no longer a cool looking guy I was a dangerous man. One of the was reading PIC by Jack Kerouac I talked to him about it for a bit. He told me it was Kerouac's last novel and I told him that was not true that VISIONS OF GERARD was and PIC was just given a new ending by Jack’s Mommy before Jack drank himself dead...

in the morning I asked if I could work to stay and the girl at the desk said that there were no open beds and laughed because how was I going to work for something that was not available. Oh they all acted so fucking hippy love and all but they were not. Love and peace has a price tag now—you can buy it at the 7-11....

i got breakfast at a place by the salvation army. A drugy came in yelling about a chocolate bar he bought, and how big it was. Had I ever saw a chocolate bar so big?--the waitress asked if he was bothering me and of course i said he was not, but he was. The loud fucker!
Writing in the library....

[firsty]

love it. you're going to be a star, man.

[mtmynd]

excellent read, geoff.

[joel]

worth returning just to read this.

[mnaz]

damn, geoff,

you're hitting pretty hard right now....

(and true).

[~K]

I really like this. All of it.