Well morning Sam
like a bad luck
planet in today’s horoscope
Here’s the old
hippie hating mad dog himself
in the flesh
Lieutenant Detective Christian
F BigFoot Bjornsen
SAG member
John Wayne walk
flat top of Flintstones
proportion and
that little evil shit twinkle
in his eye that says
civil rights violations
At Playa Vista High
Shasta made Class Beauty
in the yearbook
four years running
always got to be the ingenue
in school plays
fantasized like everybody else
about getting into the movies
and soon as she could manage
it was off up the freeway
looking for some lowrent
living space in Hollywood
Doc aside from being
just the only doper
she knew who didn't use heroin
which freed up
a lot of time for both of them
had never figured out
what else she might've seen in him
Not that they were
even together that long
Soon enough
she was answering casting calls
and getting some theater work
onstage and off
and they each gradually
located a different karmic thermal
above the megapolis
gliding each into a different fate
Back when they were together
she can go weeks
without anything more
complicated than a pout
Now she’s laying
some heavy combination of
face ingredients on Doc
that he couldn't read at all
does it ever end
Of course it does it did