Sweetwater the lesbian western icon of our century chiming in as the American lesbian poet trailblazer bought by Hollywood in film promotion Jett Durango. Poetry that sells!
What's the Capital of Ignorance aka Dried Bean Stink
state of dumbed down
zip code a single digit
wyatt earp never said ok
buncha alfalfa desperados
short of a load peddler's
wagon barkin' at a knot takin'
orders from a barber's clerk with
a bible bump rotten cyst discharging
a venereal disease french pox in bed
with the jailbait calico queen prostitute
and a california prayer book doc called a
deck of cards laid hypocrite
chuckline rider
exchanging gossip
for a meal cook fed
a lecture somethin' about
gettin' the wrong pig by the
tail man in the gospel mill a
dirty whisker hair in the butter
spoils the grub throw the book in
the fire f***er's honey-fuggled pullin'
the wool over the eyes jett durango made
jerked meat of 'im mexican strawberries comin'
outta his ass dried bean stink
Your lovely way with words conjured up all kinds of images that makes the old West not so desirable anymore as some romantic vision of singing cowboys.
Some of that shit is still hanging around today under a Ralph Lauren façade.
Every time I read one of your poems Sage, I think you've taken it as far it can go. The next one goes further. Where do you come up with these things? Sometimes your imagery amazes and disgusts me at the same time
During the 1960's a young soldier struggles with basic training, a bully sergeant and his own inner demons. A tale of struggle, redemption and survival.
Peace, and an ace of spades,
Dayvid
Some of that shit is still hanging around today under a Ralph Lauren façade.
Ron