way too west 6

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WAY TOO WEST 6by Julien Poirier

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Last Time: Cija Bellis and the Goalies. The Yarrows (whats left)

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PLANTA NOVA DEPT. OF TOURISM

Subject: Getting ThereAttn: Brain Maciel (DEEP BACKGROUND)

Pls proof copy for intro to Planta Nova & Environs

VISIT PLANTA NOVABeach Boardwalk where they serve you

BoneIce Cream, Hair

Ice Cream Softwarehull of horse

chestnut & crackshot flintlockan integral scoop whiter than white & bloodshot

Bat braslapping the

lungsAIR CANE LAVA LAIR

melt-in-your-mouthFilo Bux & Cupids

deepfried in uranium. At the CIAPlant / Alien

Plant the peach wallpaper burns itselfinto the mind of even one-

time customersas does the faint

but quaffablehunch that the sullen youth packing scoopers look

too akin to bats to be accidentalInfact they hock loogies into

the (frostbitten) tubs whenthings slow down +

raindrops spiral

in the Ironlike a carrot, alacy steel erector setcarrotTower

at the north end of the board-walk

And the graffiti!


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Out on the breeze blocks reminiscentof adobe

the sea wall commencing, in effectto melt into the beach

dunes (oerspread by the hideous

Master Key Suiteslike a giant dwarf Hibachi Mothcocoon chopped in two)Tags getting ruder

as they nearobscurity and the tide...

The Internet is full of Shitt

Steve Obs wore purple titesHugo Chavez is a purple baboon

UR Mai CD Hombray f/

Columbia hairball MixtalQuetzylyentl

like Dustbustin Hoofmanon an Archipelago

cija bellis sucks nazi dick

(her mind

a sanctuary for doomedthots)

The other lady across the tableI mean these are nice peopleinsists that when she was

in high school in the Bronx sixty years ago the girls wore 30s-style shirt swimsuitsliterallywhile the boys in adjacent lap pool, separated from the girls by a thick

rolling wood wall, swam buck naked, and one fine day the boys. Madeline scoffs. Butafter all she was not raised in the Bronx but in Brooklyn.

She goes on and on about dogs and insists hers stopped eating when the groom implied

he was fat. Rob wont hear it. Dogs, dogs will eat anything, he says more than once.But hes not debating her, its clear, not exactly. Just pleading an exasperating,

indubitable fact about dogs. I can see hes in pain. Now the doorbell is ringing nonstopand Rob introduces me to the new guests, but this lady overhears...

Her: What was it he said you areeh?a poet?

Me: A poet, yeah.Her: (Consolingly) Thats OK. To be a poet. I think poets aregood.

(Utterly, blithely)I think orange sweaters are good too.Me: Is this sweater orange?


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jellied turds found out on spitsand drops of dandy pee

at the Eldritch Sweet Shop.

Old Hollywood studs on Crystal Cove in white terrycloth robes, their oiledblack hair glimpsed through Chinese screens.At least they dont butter their hairRimbaud.

Cos they totally tore up Moro Beach, adds T.J., a native. Nevertheless thebloodless coup that deposed the L.A. streetcar (back when high school boys swam naked

in the Bronx) is news to him. Perfectly good news.a Troubadour, or a short hand, mangled on the breakrocks.


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