Excerpt From Johnny

My Audience

I came home from work

laid on my bed

and read a book

then fell asleep

two hours later

here I am writing

to my audience

ME.

I’m the best audience

I have

I keep myself going

I applaud when necessary

I boo when I have to

when I write a good poem

I’m happy

I cheer and applaud

the poet in ME

eats it up

and bows

to ME the audience

on bad days

when there is

limited production

or when my imagination

evades ME

I’m hard on the poet

make him feel like a fool

you’re trying too hard

keep it simple, I tell him

he pretends not to hear ME

quit trying to be poetic

you sound like an academic

but once in a while

I’ll write something good

that makes it all worth it

my audience

loves the good poems

the good poems keep ME going

Every Hundred Feet

It use to be people liked to have fun, and then a thing called political correctness came into play. It nearly ruined Don Rickle’s career. You couldn’t make fun of people anymore, men had to be submissive, kids had to wear helmets, things really changed.

           The turning point for me was when Lawn Darts were banned. That’s when I knew for sure that the world was made for pussy’s. One bad toss and now know one can play. And that’s the way it works. There’s one screaming demon, and the next thing you know there’s a stop sign at every corner, and a speed bump every hundred feet.

The French Weekend

I saw the Serge Gainsbourg movie, A Heroic Life. I enjoyed it, although it was a little long. My lady friend grew impatient with it as she’s prone to do. She didn’t like the movie at all. I’d suggest the movie for the women alone.

            Something occurred to me during the course of watching the movie, and that is, anything sounds good in French. I wish I was a French songwriter I think life would be a lot easier. English is such a harsh language, but French is sweet and smooth,

            By chance I had dinner at a French restaurant last night. I don’t care what anybody says, I love the French.