A HEADACHE FROM GEORGIA (COLLABORATION WITH FREDERICO)

                              



F-Dreaming like an adolescent boy

M-skies of such beautiful advantage come calling on

my mind

F-nothing not even music could change the way I feel

M-a fanciful urchin floats by lazily tapping out my

thoughts

F-when suddenly A HEADACHE FROM GEORGIA bursts onto

the scene

M- to stand along side me in green meshed orange

bright sequins

F-not from Texas or Iowa or even the dull throb of

Kansas

M-but from a tiny little burg named Celibate Ohio

F-where the migraines of Atlanta are born and flourish

M-and let us not forget stand poppy cock sideways

with their dirty little hands always petting the kitty

F-that's how things are in the mid west where boys

stopped dreaming long ago

M-and alabaster skin went out with Gilbert and Sullivan

when the old Virginia theater closed

F-what can you dream of in Celibate other than of

leaving

M-why matchmaker's kindling and Bob Villa's moving in

F-no wonder THE HEADACHE FROM GEORGIA showed up

looking like a Harlequin............

(Feb.21,2000 6:48pm)
(FROM JOURNAL #23)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written by Frederico and myself
(please note, Frederico is the head of the poetry department at the university of San Diego and he helped me a lot in my writing with his knowledge of structure, rhyme and verse)we wrote this together back when we used to be chat pals.)

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