Sister Cindy/windy City

Man, I’m coming at you real slow
listening to white light/
white heat
real low

oh, you shouldn’t do that
don’cha know you’ll stain the carpet
she’s too busy sucking on my ding dong

I’m penetrating the inner
workings of my pscyhie
I just met a girl named Mary

we walked for awhile
in the park
drank tequila into it got dark

then we set down on the curb
and shouted out a word
that sounded a lot like duck
then we fucked into the morning

meanwhile, I was hit sideways
with the brain half on (Impressions)
my mainline singing some song
that I didn’t know..

I was associated with a fellow
by the name of Larry
he asked if I’d like to
marry his daughter
into which I replied, “no.”

further down the isle I walked
and talked
to some girls I met with a brisk falk.
I came tumbling down the centerpiece
with scissors in my hand.

I recollected inside
that there wasn’t much fun
that died
the other night..@!#;;;;…..
which might have been
Monday?

A girl named Tracey
came to me
with a lacey and pronounced
that her father named Earl
had a squirrel in their front yard.

I gathered the information inactively
until
I walked out to the sea to
look at the ocean.
But just like sister ray said
I heard she had a brother named Ted.

Moon came crashing from the
sky,
met me in the parking lot and said his
name was Tom.

Electric blue excites
things to do
but on this boring Friday
I haven’t have a thing to fucking do! do!

And
And
and
And
….just like Sister Ray said.

boop. Cindy caressed me
with a feather
for awhile
until I put on my leather jacket.

Rode my bike uptown
till the sun’ went down.