My friend lost
a Tiny bit of himself
they stole it away and hid it beneath
a rubber tomahawk.
He got drunk and walked into
the wind the wrong way.
Haven't seen him the same
in a while.
We used to drink in the shade
wearing long pants in the summer.
That was the last I saw of him,
what a shame,
it's good to drink in the shade.
1 comment:
holy shit - that s a good photo.
where is
tiny helgerson
when we need him
lame joe
making folks
think twice about
travelling the trail?
call me old fashioned
but radium was fine
before the mayors came
feathering their nests.
when fights
erupted outside
the national
and someone
always got hit on the
head with a bottle.
now that s a souvenir
when you had to
think twice
before
stopping to
take a piss.
before there was
a gift shop
on on all three
sides
schnitzel
winebar
chainsaw kitsch
used to be only
the golden eagle
sold
rubber tomahawks
to tourists.
now it s everybody.
thanks for the words
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