on.. " The Freakshow and it's passing thru the Valley of the shadow of Death "...Part 3 " Busted in Del Rio "

22.11.07
Uvieu,España

" License and registration please... " said officer Gogenfeild
The Texas hyway patrol cop to Death, whom was in shock...
" ... Well, got this crew in the back... Domingo, he's probably
got about a pound of weed and god knows what else...
Jesus... he's cool. Jon Kline and Dave... ummmmmm
and Venus " The one who caused all this really "...she's
an evidence bomb... " thought Death.
" ... Is there some problem officer....? " Smiled Death..
" ...You gotta brake light out..." said officer Gogenfeild, dryly, not looking up.
" Your named Death ? " he asked Death, now visibly sweating bullets....
" Aaahhhh- Yes. I am named Death. " said Death.
" Death ? No last name ? Just Death. D-E-A-T-H...? " quizzed Officer Gogenfeild...
" Ahhhhh-Yes. Just Death. D-E-A-T-H . Like Prince... you know..." smiled Death.

Death, Domingo
Jesus, John Kline
Dave and Venus " whom caused all this really "
sat in a holding cell in the Del Rio, Texas city jail.
" Well... ", said John Kline after a long pregnant silence....
" ...this is another fine mess you've gotten us into...." he said, staring at Death...
" ... You were there. The man was an idiot...
Who doesn't know who Death is...hummm?
Pretty simple, one day your out back choppin'
at a hedge with a weed wacker
and the next minuet your in the station wagon with me,
Death. Your goin', end of story.
Sure there's questions, and boy have I heard them all...
So, I made a tape. Pretty much yer " FAQ's " you know,
" Why me ? "
" Why now ? "
" There must be some mistake...."... justified Death, weakly.
" You acted deplorably ", said Jesus, meekly.
" Ahh you shoulda' punched the stupid fucker " said Venus
" whom caused all this really "....
" All good. Now whom is calling whom to get us the hell
outta here ????...." said John Kline
" Anybody let out the dog ?......" asks Jesus, always concerned...

...The dog crawls out from under the passenger seat
sniffin' around...
" Gotta piss "...pawin' at the sliding passenger window.
He lands onto the asfalt lot filled with old rusty and destroyed cars
Sniffin' around
sniffin' around
" JO ! we got towed... just can't smoke that
shit....can't remember much more than Death

climbing outta the van, then a panicked scuffle

and " No!!! be cool,be cool....NO! NO! NO!..."
Time for emergency plan B
sniffin around
sniffin' around... " Ahhh, That way..." said Neng
catchin' the scent...
"... stupid S.O.B sometimes, that one, Death "
" Hello, Beni... Neng here, listen... yeah.... hu huh..
all 6 of them...yep...like the whole freak shows in the klink...
....hu huh...fine.
Take a note
City Jail, Del Rio.... Yes, that's Texas...
Huh, I said the same thing...
stupid son of a bitch...." said Neng
putting away the cell fone....
pissin' on a pole... " well, now what ?...


to be continued...

Be well todo mundo.
J. Level
©spl2007
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On... " The Freakshow, and it's passing thru the Valley of of the shadow of Death..." Part 2 " The road ain't what it used to be..."

16.11.07
Uvieu, España

...Domingo was dreaming of a mild breeze
cooling everything, and bringing the attitudes to the
point of true reflection...
..." I never say no, I say Thank you...
..." I never say no, I say Thank you...

Death screamed.
" Mi caga en su puta madre !!!!"
" If you don't cooperate I'M goooonaaaaaaa...."
" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH ! "
Domingo, awake, and parting the curtins
looks out on the feet of Death
pokin' out from under the van...
" AAAAAAAAAAhgGGGGGGGGh!!!!!!
I condem you the the depths of hell you bastard peice of shit "
Screamed Death...

Domingo took it all in.
Dave, Jesus and Venus " who caused all this really..."
slept on,
" Oh No ! we're in Texas.. got a van loaded with freaks
broke down in... Hey ! Hey Death!!! We're in Texas... ?
" Ahhhhhhhgh ! que puta meirda es eso !!! Eh? Te mata!!!!
ahhhh- yes, we are in Texas... Gran, i think..." yelled Death.
"... Texas..." recited Domingo to Neng , the dog.

"... Welp, that's it. Sucked a valve and we begin another chapter in this
rolling freakshow, Domingo, my old friend.
How many times have we sat right here, same problem, how many times?... "
asked Death.
"... remember Amerillo, in 78'..." asked Domingo.
" JO !!, don't remind me. My head still hurts form that poison..." groned Death
" ......Ahhh," come from a sleeping bag in the loft
"... Son of God tryin' to sleep here... Shut up already...hummmm? "
said Jesus.
Death and Domingo got up and out.
" So, the same game, ok ? We're from Canada. Everybody like's Canadians...
AND for christ's sake don't light that up here !!!!. Are ya nut's or something ?????"
screamed Death.
" Tranky tio...."
Death and Domingo walk on looking for a machine shop
In Gran ,Texas....
The locals starin' " Getta load a that crew, there Cleteis..."
Said a Texan, boots, hat and all...
"...Just keep walkin, man...all good all good..." said Domingo to Death...



be well todo mundo...
J.Level

c spl2007
foto:btf 1959

On..." Vicent, Trains and the joys of being two feet tall..."

06.11.07
Uvieu,España

Summer returns to the Rainy city.
Everybodies flippin'.
To bleedin' hot for those fur coated line backin'
old ladies that crowd the sidewalks on calle Uria
The Greenbay Packers should have
such a bulky, fearsome crew.
Mink. Put's the fear of God in me,so it does.

Trees are flippin'
Birds are flippin'.
The Junkies in the Campilline...
Flipped. Really.
Hot

The dogs back. Nuf said.

Am livin' in rewind.
Hearin' an seein' things long forgotten
The work is changing to fit the moment....
At the moment I'm thinkin' on....

...A little bedroom filled with National Geographics
from the Fifties. I'm two feet tall.
a Million old ink pens.
paper clips
rubber banded postcards
Books, never knew what sorta books
but musty and numerous....
Big furniture
scrathcy mauve sofa
millions of ants
black walnuts on the lawn
Avon "Soft Shoulders"
Crisp white sheets with lace boarders
a Red light buld...
the smell of my great Grandmother's house.
On Walnut St, i think.
Maybe it was Orchard St.?
...had train tracks out behind the back garden
Once sat on those tracks listening to a bums story
Man named Vincent, and he was from Texas..
" I'm from Texas", i remember him sayin'
..." Don't talk to strangers !! " my Grandmother
scolded...giving Vicent a sandwich wrapped
in a paper napkin...taking me into the house
where I ate mine
thinking of Texas and
trains....
Years later I would experience
Texas
and trains....
I'd forgotten about Vicent
until the other day...
had forgotten alot of things
until the other day....

Be well todo mundo...
J.Level
Foto©spl2007