stream of mullet no Isles

“””

fly like a mullet
jumping for saltwater joy
pulsating oceans

feeling like a dog
hanging his puppy head
outside the car window

knows how to have fun
no better feeling in the world
blowing here now

she told her boyfriend
because of her fortune cookie
she had to leave

he kissed her forehead
told her he understood
she had to start over

i don’t understand
Soprano psychiatrist
what a fruitcake

literally
i get stupid fortune cookies
almost every day

i guess that’s tv
cause of no one’s
ability for happiness

marriage made
in confederacy
she lives in NY he lives here

“””

rizzoli and isles

which way doth the wind bloweth

yesterday i was
facing wrong direction i
was facing north

i guessed because sign
said you are now entering
north myrtle beach

then i heard a man
sitting behind talking to
his wife on the phone

he told her which way
wind was blowing very hard
confirmed suspicion

i had seen this man
walking same direction as
i was on the beach

the coincidence
of this man telling his wife
exact same timing

guessing bitter wind
learning north south east & west
synchronicity

yankee sign means north
egret paradise is south
stuck in the middle

`

i will never learn
elevator east or west
moving from d.c.

on the very end
front desk not knowing answer
they asked the question

six hundred miles away
one could need ambulance
maybe you could look

whichever way i’m facing
always wrong direction
boring wind poem

now they are busy
guessing which way snow bloweth
cannot move in snow

Friday/two bikini’s a troll doll a bellman & 2 weddings

two bikini’s
on the shore “savin lives
tryin anyway”

older bikini
tells me as the younger threw
starfish back in
`
BELLMAN

“your husband
probably loves that you
have laryngitis”.

“you’re not married
probably a good thing?
i don’t know”.

“yeah they’ve got
SUSHI & all that stuff
at our restaurant”.

NO ONE KNOWS
what a VEGETARIAN is
myrtle beach.

`
NEED A CAMERA
couldn’t even write haiku
died laughing

lady’s hair blown
exactly like troll doll
gray with black roots.

if i had her picture
wouldn’t even have to
write haiku.
`
pink rose petals
line boardwalk watermelon crawl
a wedding