Free Street Bar Scene, 1970

          - Revisited with Tathagata, Sandspike
and TheMutt in mind



tiled floors and
boozing bitches sucking lifeblood
     through needledink straws
          cherries popping in their
lips

quarters clunking through music machines
setting the changer in motion
     and lies spin in rpms
          the beat is on
gyrating…

thrusting their hips out
to breed hardons of delight
     pelvic mutations
          masturbations and
come

nightfall they passout
legs quivering apart
     smiles plastered askew
          whiskey nirvana threatening
climax…