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By Jack Joseph Smith
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There were those kind toog I don't remember anything after Hadjtds The pompous
tossing tnelP nate aces AP ne ocean for the natives to pluck out with their
teeths It was right before the Papa Doc revolutiony and the children were lying
abseased anf naked in the street with their hands reaching out to touch the tour
bots feet. I can't stand these pests any longer, was the general type of remark
coming from the womeng I drank stright through, until we reached Nassauy At this
point my father thinks I should start showing some responsibility, For what? Money,
God, it's the biggest joke goings I wonder if he hag ever taken a look inside the
garbage cane I have been walking through, while my mind was filled with I don't
know how many questions? You tell me that forms changes Well, your God damn right
they dog I have seen that women face in a thousend faces for five yearsg Look at
me with mimic hands touching cheeks of pretended sleep, I need a stiff shot of
whiskey, before I can return to the castle, I've secn makeup on a white wouen To)
heavy, you Imew she had no sking Cancer? I don't knows .but she asked me for a
dime for the jukebox, Christ, how benevolent I am, The cat houses are anofither
things Have you ever been in one?
He shook his head, which was unbent,
I don't mean that question badly Dani, As you said before, a lot of conversation
is talking to yourself, I knew you hadn't, It's funny, .the way I am talking to you,
is the way a pimp was talking to me a little while ago on the street,.I probably
would have never been in a whore house either, if it wasn't for the fact that I
work in thems The women are really goody and that's not out of Eugene cea?
gee futile being carried around the varanda, at the country club, I see baby's being
reminded not to cry, because it's tine Sormmenese0 take a dian thé wara pool,