“YOU SHOULDN’T EAT CHILDREN, DOLLY”
Photographer - Tobi Brun
FROM FOXFIRE,
VOLUME MCMXXXLIII:
CHAPTER—
“YOU SHOULDN’T EAT CHILDREN, DOLLY”
You shouldn’t eat children
— Not unless you’ve murdered them—
FIRST— !
That’s just civilized.
Enny-
Body
With a woodland cottage
Made o prefab gingerbread
Knows that-there’un...
W’en they see h’it— !
says Dolly Parton’s distant
evil twin cousin— Drag Dolly—
who only hit # 20
on the “Cunt-Tree” charts— once’st—
but runs a “right nice” pie
n bakery outfit
“nowl”
at the foot of the dark of the moon.
AND THIS TOO
IS MOONDAY...
Once upon a time when the Headlights were young
and still at school attending automotive mechanics class,
they dreamed of being the eyes of an old timey horsey
and of going out riding with bank robbers.
But, now, now
it’s many years later, many, many years
and they’re parked outside a lonely coin operated laundry-mat
at Fort Worth in Texas—
it’s dusk, and they’re just
barely hanging on in the grill of a rusted out elderly Chevy Nova
staring through the big windows at the change machines
as the moon quickens
and moods darken
as they try to work up the nerve
to finally jump the curb
and stage a robbery.
KENTUCKY MAN # 1
Covington manufacturers
appear at sentencing.
Lawyers “concerned”
for dying horses
working illegal shifts at McDonald’s.
Meanwhile,
in Today’s Picks:
a northern Ky. council-person
(possibly a petty, pretty stupid, geeky, greedy A.I. of some sort...
a knock off Kentucky man-woo-woman, of course, but pretty close... )
is indicted for drug trafficking
as area stores
and high-priced loft conversions
Invite you to an orgy of consumerism—
this Sunday @
OMG!-I-Didn’t-Know-I-Could-Fall-For-That-A-Rama!---
on the K.-Y. side of the riverfront—
BYO lube:
“SOMEBODY’S going to get screwed!---
... butt good... “
SOUND IT OUT
I really enjoyed
Ben Johnson
in The Last Picture Show
and in The Getaway
opposite Ali McGraw & Steve McQueen
playing the villain
and in all those
John Ford films, too,
and I really like that play he wrote—
Volpone,
or The Fox—
but I hadn’t really figured
that his cousin Sam
had been the one who writ the dictionary
n had a fella name of Boswell
that followed him all ‘round
n took down what all he said,
& I didn’t even know
Ben Johnson was English—
or, that you could spell him “Jonson”---
which just makes his accent
that much more impressive
& goes to show
the more n further you travel from home
the more you’re likely to pick things up
and lose others
until, then, pretty soon,
you sound just like you’re a local
if you put in the work,
blood, sweat, tears,
heroism n crimes—
and you pay the tolls that come
with one life after another life after another
of just putting foot-one in front of # two
n, mostly,
being terribly confused
and, sometimes,
life in the balance, desperate—
sounding it out in a whisper, like a prayer
or a promise to do better
to be better, to do
Some-
thing... right, whatever it is,
finally, that you can leave behind that’s you.
David Earl Williams was born deep down near the bottom of the Ethnocentric Gorge and grew up on the banks of the great Ethnocentric River just like everybody else who was ever temporarily alive. Google: david earl williams poetry for more bios, links, and poetry. EVERYBODY LIVES HERE ONE NIGHT AT A TIME, Hillbilly DaDa Poetry ( for sure as hell follin' in the aisles, barkin' at the moon DaDa-Dogmatic times... ) is available for purchase from https://wetcementpress.com ( Berkeley )
