I need a new car

                                   

                                                    I need a new car.
                                                     Not a new wife.
                                                I need some new stuff.
                                                      Not a new life.
                                                   I need a fat chance.
                                                           Not less
                                                    and nothing more.
                                        I need to slow down............and
                                                             find it.
                                                     I don't mind it,
                                              but i've been here before.
                                                           
                                              

Maria Hail Mary

               I'm resilient.
            I've been strong.
                I'm alright.
         But, i've been wrong.
            Maria Hail Mary
              Look and see.
              I'm older now.
            I'm the older me.

anita o'day shot Leadbelly

                                        anita o'day shot
                                            Leadbelly
                              from behind haffa mason jar
                                       of Ole Red jelly
                              and though i was not present
                                when the deed took place
                                         i got that jelly
                                                  all
                                            on my face.
                                One could tell, the way she
                                          looked at me.
                                              red jelly
                                           real red jelly
                               " That all you wanna see? "
                                Because girl, there's more.
                                            Much more.
                                     You gotta look inside.
                                           anita nodded,
                                          flipped a coin
                                said, " Let the coin decide. "
                       
                                         Then it dropped.

                                    I heard that shot ring out.
                                    I felt that mirror shatter.
                                              Leadbelly?
                                            He bled jelly.
                                          anita denies this
                                        But, it don't matter.

                                          There's the past.
                                         There's the future.
                                         There's the bullet.
                                       but where's the soul?
                                              There's me.
                                             There's anita.
                                 and then theres' ol' Leadbelly's 
                                               jelly-hole.

10:58 PM

         

                                    Where's a girl
                                 that thinks like me
                                     got razor legs
                                     moves easily
                               knows peace of mind
                                 likes stand-up bass
                                              &
                                    holding hands
                                              &
                                         honesty
                                              &
                                         laughter
                                            

she was my Nilla wafer

                     i got testy
                        when
                    she got blue
                 i had high hopes
                  she never knew
                we're fading now
               just passing through
                      i got testy
                when she got blue
  
                     on that day

                     i was wet
                          and
                   she was paper
               heels made her out
                    a sky-scraper
                then i got scared
                and she felt safer
                      i was pie
             she was my Nilla wafer

HOD ( Head Organ Donor )

Part 8

                                                 He's got his head in a box.
                                                            He's got that
                                                          box on a shelf.
                                                 He's got a song in his heart.
                                                             He coulda
                                                          wrote it himself.  
                                            He's got more than a few questions
                                                            for Mr. Haley
                                                                  today.
                                             You hear that old Royal stumbling ?
                                                He types the words he can't say.

The Curveball

                                         They say
                                      a lot of guys
                                  with a lot of talent
                                            never
                          make it to the Major Leagues
                                           because
                                       they can't hit
                                the goddamn curveball.
                               They swing at it, alrught.
                                    But to get called
                                               up
                              you gotta put some wood
                                    on that hook, man...

                                      now, about her

                                  She wasn't a fastball.
                                   She wasn't a slider.
                                 She was one-hell-of-a
                                    f*cking-two-strike
                                           two-out
                                       bases-loaded
                                  bottom-of-the-ninth
                                       3-runs-down
                               thunder-in-the-distance
                                           Game 7
                               old-Giant juan marichal
                                         sweeping
                                       round-house
                                       high-leg-kick
                                     righty-on-righty
                                         curveball.

                                         CRACK !
 
                                 I'm in the bigs, baby



note: this was written LONG before
that Eastwood movie!