January 10, 2007
Morebutter and the creek curse
an envenomed creek choked the Lenape ghosts of Matawan
with sparkling brown smidgens of tonic and arsenic
A lone stoner on a log with whippets and jelly
once shouted, "...the world needs Morebutter..."
We all knew he meant the large white Albino
who sat drunk in a house condemned in a haunted cul-de-sac
White French Canadian for "ass of a bag"
more butter! more butter! also: I do love the way you write. Send more of this stuff out, ok?
-Cecil
Posted by: Cecil Vortex at January 10, 2007 11:54 PMhey and you know, Flash, that last one of yours was the a bomb.
will try.
Posted by: heroic imp at January 11, 2007 6:30 AMthis reminds me of the "unrecoverable summer"--pynchon on my mind, i guess. that, and i like the lone stoner melody.
Posted by: e. at January 11, 2007 8:04 PMI have to check that out, and th elone stoners, we all miss 'em don't we?
Posted by: heroic imp at January 11, 2007 9:09 PMthe unrecoverable summer was something mentioned in gravity's rainbow--maybe cecil will remember where--about the deep impression left by certain moments, even small ones. that book was filled with lone stoners and lovely poetry. i am so looking forward to the next.
Posted by: e. at January 11, 2007 11:45 PMI am really going to try to be on baord for the next one, see you out there.
Posted by: heroic imp at January 12, 2007 8:02 AMi know that haunted cul-de-sac all too well...
damn the albino.
~SC
I forgot, your moms house is there. Wild, I didn't think of that when I wrote it....nuts
Posted by: heroic imp at June 23, 2007 4:54 PM