Hitchhiker
“Tryna get to sunny Californy” —
Boom. It’s the awful raincoat
making me look like a selfdefeated self—
murdering imaginary gangster, an idiot in
a rueful coat, how can they understand
my damp packs– my mud packs –
“Look John, a hitchhiker”
“He looks like he’s got a gun underneath
that I. R. A. coat”
“Look Fred, that man by the road”
"Some sexfiend got in print in 1938
in Sex Magazine" –
“You found his blue corpse in a
greenshade edition, with axe blots”
