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Click here my car made it
to Sunnyvale
i left my toyota
at the repair shop
now i'm on my own
i crossed Fremont and Mary
and got some cash because
my bank was right there
in the shopping mall
(frankly a shopping center)
what will i tell'er
she's an automatic teller
gimme lotsa cash please
and we'll part at ease
now i can get smashed
can throw money into air
bring back art from dead
fond of nothing in nowhere
i keep walking down South Mary
turn left-right-left-right
pass small green streets
turn into Hollenbeck
pass houses and a catholic school
tennis courts and shopping centers
i sing:
open arcs
roll horizons
spin the earth
under your feet
i reach Homestead and cross
another shopping center
a pizza place
a sign
"restroom for paying customers only"
how timely
then i order a beer
fair is fair
it's a fair trade-off
taking some classes?
i easily guess
yes
bartender says
computer science blah blah blah
large screen!
no don't turn that baby on
good investment
the guys come and cheer on
forty niners yeah! yeah!
ok
good luck
i am on my way
down Homestead
walk walk walk
and right into De Anza Boulevard
at each cross-section
a red hand or wait sign
tries to stop me
i cross anyway
and stop only on the bridge
over highway 280
five lines East
five West
cars run like hunting dogs
i the hare freeze
don't breathe
and then
280 opens the world
from far away to far away
and i sing:
open arcs
roll horizons
spin the earth
under your feet
the dark surface underneath
swishes under wheels
behind me
De Anza College is already to my right
more shopping centers on both sides
now the road
is called
Saratoga-Sunnyvale
the fancy Apple buildings
on a whim
i try to get in
the door would not budge
you need a badge:
roll apple
i'll meet you in hell
i'll bite'u and again
but your products i won't sell
it's hot
the sun sits
on my shoulders
like a crazy hunchback
breathing into my face
but the sign says
welcome to Saratoga
i continue
on Saratoga-Sunnyvale
down to Saratoga Avenue
suddenly
the hills in the fog
in front of me
make my body sing:
open arcs
roll horizons
spin the earth
roll on your feet
and so i walked
flowers another college roads
another day
i'll get another beer
and will tell you more.
wlodzimierz holsztynski ©
1991-09-26