el vaquero

~

1980

~

by Rawclyde!

alias Elvis Bojangles

~

~ Part One ~

 ~

I was ridin’

my mule

stalking

the great horned toad

~

Wondering

am I

Brother Eternity or

Dead End Road

~

Fightin’ off

the heat

&

a hungry vulture

~

Across

the insurmountable desert

of a

single man’s culture

~

I was pouring sand

out of my canteen

when

thee ol’ mule died

~

As I walked away

from

the poor dead thing

I almost cried

~

My

feet

kept

  stallin’

~

Pretty soon

I

was

  crawlin’

~

‘Til I was at

the edge

of a wide deep hole

  in the ground

~

N’ you won’t believe

what

I saw

  when I looked down

~

Way

down

down

  down there

~

I saw a Cyclops’s brain

without a skull

or

 hair

~

Bloody

& glowing

& big as a

 hotel

~

It

beckoned

to me & suddenly

I fell

~

Had a funny feeling

I was fallin’

into

hell

~

Had a funny feeling

I’d be

gone

 for a spell

~

Prayed a quick prayer

that was

quick

as a shot

~

The brain gulped

n’

now this boy is

   food for thought…

  ~

~ Part Two ~

 ~

After

I was swallowed up

by the

    prehistoric brain

~

I kept on fallin’

like a

drop

 of rain

~

Fell thru fleecy clouds

that

like scholars

 quoted many a book

~

Fell into

the middle of a city

that had

 a haunted look

~

When you are food

for thought

you grow light like

dust

~

So

when

I hit the street

I didn’t bust

~

I just stood there

n’ gawked

at the haunted city

 around me

~

N’

 let

it

 be

~

The buildings were not

built

of brick

 or steel or wood

~

But they

were

built

good

~

Out

of

experiences

  long gone

~

Like dancing

below the border

’til

 dawn

~

Or driving across

a vast country

in an

old slow truck

~

N’

occasionally

getting

 stuck

~

Or working a job

day

after

day

~

For

less

than

  fair pay

~

Then

with

  nothin’

 to say

~

Qwitting

in

a

     spectacular way

~

For

ye olde

whore

 called Glory

~

Or

writing

a

 story

~

Yeeeeeeeap

experiences long gone

these

haunted buildings were

~

Inside a brain

that was

crazy

for sure

~

There were

beautiful woman

daydreams

   walking all over the place

~

Each one

a slice of heaven

begging to

sit on my face

~

The prettiest

sat at a bus stop

looking in her purse

for a dollar

~

Her breasts were

peek-a-boo secrets

under a

very unbuttoned collar

~

She crossed

her soul smokin’

legs

lifted one somewhat high

~

Panty flash

blinded

my

eye

~

Her dress

slipped

up

 her thigh

~

She

looked

up

  n’ said “Hi”

~

I could tell

she was looking

for

 somebody to meet

~

So I tripped

on the curb &

fell

   at her feet

~

Attempted to lick

her delectable leg

nothing was there

 but air

~

She was only

a daydream

there was nothin’

to share

~

I

groped

about

  town

~

Feelin’

kind

a

 down

~

Started back alley’

driftin’

thru this haunted city in

  a mind

~

A city

nailed together

by experiences

   of every kind

~

Like

discovering in

a tree a

 circular branch

~

Or

working

on

 a ranch

~

Or

going

nuts

  in a jail

~

Or

around each corner

learning to

 gracefully fail

~

Yeeeeeeeap

I was back alley

driftin’

in somebody’s brain

~

When I spied a

little girl

with her ankle

 locked to a chain

~

An ordinary little girl

quiet as

a

 mouse

~

On top o’

the

tallest

house

~

That’s

where

she

sat

~

Sadder than

a cowboy

without

 a cowboy hat

~

I climbed the stairs

asked her

what her name

might be

~

She said, “My

name

is The Peace And Comfort

    Of Reality”

~

She had

freckles on

her face

 & knobby knees

~

Her hair

was

full

 of fleas

~

Her eyes were

blue

like a

 teeter tottering prayer

~

My heart almost

exploded as

I looked at her I

  swear

~

N’ the next

thing

she

 had to say

~

Was “Pleeeeeeease

take

me

   away”

~

So I leaned over n’

the chain on her ankle

I was

    about to break

~

When the clouds above went

crazy

quoting books for

   a soul’s sake

~

Quoted so many

so loud

all the buildings

 began to shake

~

N’ all the

pretty daydreams

below

 began to make

~

So much noise howlin’

they seemed to be

witches

burnin’ at the stake

~

N’ I half expected

the chain in my hand

to turn into

    a snake

~

N’ across the desert

on

top

   o’ the sky

~

Where the sun

is fierce

& the

    humor is dry

~

There appeared on

a mule

a vaquero

 ridin’ by

~

Oh

my

oh

  my

~

His craftsmanship in

the saddle

made me

 look like a fool

~

He was the

parable

of parables

    so God awful cool

~

The chain in

my hand turned

cold

like ice

~

N’ before

I

could

  think twice

~

Like a

crack

of lightning above

 a plastered lake

~

El Vaquero said

“Don’t”

so I didn’t

   n’ now I’m awake…

 ~ 

~ Part Three ~

 ~

Yeah

now

I’m

   awake

~

Sittin’ at thee ol’

dream table

trying

   not to shake

~

It’s 4 o’clock in

the morning

the sun

 will be here soon

~

I must have dozed

off

dreaming

    yesterday afternoon

~

Of course the brain

I’ve

been walking in is

 my own

~

It makes me

kinda sad

seeing how it’s

grown

~

Such a haunted

home

for The Peace And

    Comfort Of

~

Jesus please

help me

learn

    how to love…

~

~

art

frederic remington

& albrecht durer

text

copyright clyde collins 1980 2016

~

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!

~

amen

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