THUGWISE CAT

Kelly 2
By R. Bremner
In the psychedelic sea, Alice Long is still my favorite girlfriend, so I’m
going to wave at 200 South La Brea, where you take me for rides. The
girl with the Joey Ramone tattoo may have pretty little angel eyes, but
she dreams of dark darkness and breaks the news that is so fine to the
“in” crowd who don’t call my name when I’m feeling rubber biscuits.
When will I be your man? When you’re no good and wear swinging
blue jeans and have no action on mocking bird hill. You make me feel
like that’s not the way to Bogart me on my best days in the fraternity of
man. Mission bells rang on tomorrow’s yesterday for the wild Irish roses
who were fanatics waving their freak flag and driving Cadillacs into
Southern culture on the skids. The bullet proof lovers ate some grass
roots and bad seeds which gave them self-defeating blues and Juliette
seizures. The tremor dolls went to crown court to tell the frogman he
ain’t got no home. Vanity found that every night brings a new surprise,
so she decided that she’d better run on moving sidewalks to the
reverberations.
(Bill Kelly is a disc jockey at radio Station WFMU.)
Author bio: R. Bremner has evolved through metrical, Beat, surrealism,
universalism, and metrical again to his current obsession with
absurdism.
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