Monkeys on the Brain

Too many Monkeys
and not enough time
and too many Monkey Droppings
in my house,

They came to me
one night, when I was sleeping
after rolling drunks on the street,
and smashing windows on passing cars

Too many Monkeys
and not enough questions in my mind, like
why I would want them to visit me
in my home, when I only thought
a random thought about them

The might be,
the perfect excuse, not to show up
for work tomorrow,
or, perhaps to paint the town red
and go trolling for single women
again,

I would be afraid, that they had changed
the locks, and would be toasting my demise
if I happened to come home, without letting them know

in advance?

A foreign woman hanging on my arm, and me
smelling of the night,

Would she still want me, if the monkeys
were still on my brain, ruining my thought
patterns, and leaving their calling cards
on my doorstep?

Monkeys on my Brain
I would drive them out of my thoughts,
but I’d hate being alone

again….

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Copenhagen Lost

I was there, almost
close by, but only just

I felt its presence
the traffic moving in that direction
the pulse of the City
just not pumping so much
in its extremities

Goodbye Copenhagen
wherever you were
I went my way, in the opposite
direction, never seeing you
close-up,

Your towers and Mermaids
and this castle and that attraction,
and the Queen too,
failed to see my face

in the Copenhagen Sun…

Sleeping, and its ails, cures

Sometimes, sleeping
seems the best cure,
for that what ails me,

The bitter breath

of the day past,

the aches and pains of lost

conversations, lovers never having heard

“I Love You”, uttered for the flrst,

-for the last time,

The gentle thoughts

of what sleep might bring, are torn

and ripped from my memory, into

the dreams which have decided if I am to live

-or to die,

To die a thousand deaths, night after night

or, to sleep peacefully, along someone, who dares

to share my fate, together with me

 

The rest, the anguished thoughts

the lovers scorned, vanish

with the light through the windows,

The angels and devils of sleep, gone away

 

Until I chance to sleep, again

A Gnawing Uncertainty

The cramps in his legs
confirmed his gnawing uncertainty

His outer extremities
moving towards his inner workings

His heart being strangled
by the deeds of his past

His inner satisfaction played
forever on the pains of his twisted

Soul…

Our Pledge

The Mountains feel

love eternal,

 

Blessed are the valleys

for here we dwell,

 

Call out to the heavens

the stars and the sky as one

 

Contentment awards those

strong of body and mind

they who seek the truth

of life eternal,

 

We, who seek out life’s dreams

fulfill love’s commitments,

and seek the pathway through time,

We are one with Life….


27 December 1977. California.

Sushi, Thai, Punjabi

What this City offers
aromas, bitter looks
foreign tastes

I don’t feel as if
I have sampled enough
during my stay
while I swam about
in this concrete pool
of humanity

My senses
honed and sharp
for the hunt, the chase
the capture of what to sustain
myself,

The deed done
The unknown being conquered
Having fallen prey to,

Pastrami Pizza
in the wilds of Copenhagen….

The Flow

The flow of the City
took me along
though I tried to fight the current
all the same,

The traffic
an endless stream of lights

Dragging the bottom
for lost motorists, having given
up all hope
of arriving home on time

I wanted
to be one of the few
who traveled the other way
with those of equal thoughts
and intentions, but alas

My course
not being of my own choosing
wrapped up in my destiny
chosen long before I walked
the highways and byways
of this life,

My dreams of being
a random passenger
or, wayward hitchhiker
even, a chance companion on the road
were swept away with increasing speeds
and disregard for others

The flow of the City
took me along…..

The Mouse Sneezed

The mouse sneezed
my heart ached
the stars in the heavens winked out
one by one
as the sun rose in the sky

Lacking a tissue
and someone to share my love
as the Earth turned
and the day began
anew,

The sun in my eyes
made me trip
on something that ran across the floor
while thinking of my true love
and shedding a tear

A sneeze welled up inside
a partially squashed rodent
lying on the floor
of some building

Not far away from
my love and I, exhausted
after a night of passion
watching the sun rise
over our lives

– over our lives…..

Dead On My Feet

My legs have gone out
for a walk on the Wild Side
today,

I wish they’d have told me
that so many hours would pass
before I could rest them again,
but they had a mind of their own,

My toes are humming as well,
I would hum along, but I don’t recognize
the tune?

I think, my socks are welded onto my feet,
or they’ve gone charcoal grey in color,
along the way?

Don’t pity me, really
because the foot massage lady is on the way
-but I might be asleep,

before she arrives in Denmark
from Canada…

I’ll just hum a little tune, while I wait
and hope that the Foot Fairy is kind to me
while I sleep,

while I……….zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

My Ice Cream

My ice cream melted
down the sides of the cup
over my fingers
and onto the floor,

I just looked at it,
wondering why there was a God
that would let such things happen?

I guess, those kind of existential thoughts
were reserved for greater minds than mine

Like the weatherman, the ice cream salesperson
-and the cleaning lady…….