In the town things were not as I'd left them

My tomboy girlfriend tattooed "shit" on her hand then left for Colorado

I settled in in an Inn where dead bodies were removed one each day

In a sloth’s room I watched with horror

She gobbled glucose and the fleas tried to eat me

That night I fled to the desert

Where celestial cities zoomed overhead

My oriental companion showed me heaven and other things

great red storms the size of three earths

Wishes flew by in our peripheral vision

My grandfather fed me whiskey and the coyotes cavorted

The sun was intense as we wound back through the mountains

The cows headed for water

I returned to find the sloth had been murdered

hog tied and ass-fucked

Soon I sought employment at a place of bizarre food and drink

I was asked to serve this

Which I did enthusiastically

I served with a shorthaired hippie and a witty waif

a goddamn Yankee and an Italian spitfire

I served with Mr. and Ms. Thing

Soon after I left the Inn

I checked out and left

They said you couldn't do this but I did

My sister lost a tooth and died of an exploded heart on the last day of the millenium

That night I fled

so far West I found myself East

ever eluding the 2000th year...