Chico The American - Field Report

Chico The American - Field Report
We were martyred in the homes of our friends
on a hard drinking decade of weekends
convinced that we were firing our lasers to the surface of the moon
retreat to all the noise,
out to the places that we would go pound that pus-y,bloody cyst off
with a weather-treated two by four
praying for the singularity coming for to carry you home
one-time hero forgotten how to carry your given load
hey, hey,
Doris Day send my love for me now
please, please,
Glen Shirley,
say hello for me now
Chico the American taught me to drink clear
which ushered in the Age of Gin and lead to the Gimlet Years.
When he lobbed that crystal tumbler through the glass cooler door
past the blues band in the strip mall with a barrel-chested roar
it was just as funny- but less blood-
that the '62 Dakota war praying for the singularity
coming for to carry you home
hey, hey, Jon Benet
send my love for me now
please, please,
Dom de Louise
say hello for me now to Chico the American.
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