xjo weekend zoomba lounge, page-42

As a vietnam-vet, lurker and poetry lover, semi-optimistic MQG and RIO holder, one time overly optimistic reader of Keats, Browning, Eliott and Blake, the past five ASX years have shoehorned me into Charles Bukowski:

this babe in the grandstand
with dyed red hair
kept leaning her breasts against me
and talking about Gardena
poker parlors
but I blew smoke into
her face
and told her about a Van Gogh
exhibition
I'd seen up on the hill
and that night
when I took her home
she said
Big Red was the best horse
she'd ever seen -
until I stipped down. Though I
think on the Van Gogh thing
they charged
50 cents.


Thank you gentlemen for keeping me light of spirit during the darker ASX days.