45 about Nola

1.
Storm on Nola
voodoo cries

on the lower floors
abandoned laboratories flooded
common houses

without electricity
uncontrollable urban movements
some black women

dancing at noon
Burgundy & Bourbon
I guess a rain like this

had never fallen
the thunders

that scratch the sensitives

jazz men ready for the Satchmo
or ready to go on stage

with questionable motives
'I have to play are in debt'
'I need money

I got children like
an Abraham of Louisiana '
creole songs stun

dogs cats snakes & insects
Alabama white nude

twisted to statues of gold
and targeted by reporters

who throw sugary sweets
and explosives orange tin can of coffee
filled with spanish quotations
and Piedras Negras

is a half day from here.

2.
Jazz has a dignity

of least one drink

per person to sit
a gentle Irish
with her hair pulled back
dressed in black
necklace and pearl earrings
I took among its clients
she remembered

the miller lite of the other night
she told me
to go get the pizza

and bring it in and eating
and tonight she told me

that there is no need
you pay every time for each drink
brown liberty style chairs around
today in an antiques shop
they spoke of Degas
they were talkin’ about

the Degas’ works in New Orleans
you do not know where
you do not come here for Degas
or to get miracles
a song says
keep on smiling

and when you're smiling
the whole world

smiles with you.

3.
John the Baptist

with his head
in a pewter plate
he takes a sip

of hallelujah bourbon
and many invoke a holy reason

to beat each other for this
and perhaps because

the markets went to the bottom
as a result of hurricanes

east-west
I have a table apart at this place

attached to a pillar of black iron
it’s a quintet
now it's turn

of contrabass piano drums.

4.
Useless to dive in the mud
with chameleons of the past
attached to the backs
oscillate up and down
for the virgin mary
and her four children
god holy spirit

jesus and john
on a beach in Israel
there are boats
with anything but

apostolic networks
and the Palestinians

do not want to blow them up
but they have no right to a state
they are a population
more than one state.

5.
The man steps back on Mars
mixed peripli terrestrials
are no longer visible
and no longer needed.

6.
Cemeteries closed

for downward trend
passions flare up

of women having

their first menstruation
they go to a library on Frenchmen

to buy Naked Lunch

cleaned & revised
the latest version available

on the market in sum.

7.
It 's all true murderers

the most brutal
at the mercy

of the most ruthless criminals
females found

with severed genitals
the great manic Boston
appeared on the scene
in full during the work
this world is beautiful
Louis Armstrong sang
people shaking hands
and trees of green
everything must

necessarily be mixed.

8.
Dos Equis at Negril Coffee
Frenchmen place very clear
large void stage
scraps of beer on the floor
a band of Satchmo Festival

in the street: party time!
they project a collection
of television appearances by Elvis
now Jailhouse Rock 1957.

9.
A folksinger sings moves
it sounds so bad
but no matter
they are chords somewhat rhythmic
the voice is ok
slams on his heels and says
in all this

there’s a lot of confusion
I attend.

10.
There are few things

I have to tell you
I cleaned the kitchen sink
I removed the eggs
and Tom Waits vinyls from sink
I had the last cigarette
I threw away what was left
all dreams devastated
at 8 pm
a fashion magazine in my bag
3 months old
I see only now
the cap of the bottle
I do not know

what kind of

American whiskey
I left
leaving the door open

for thieves.

11.
Being a folksinger
in an alleged

gay bars N.O.
three hipsters

completely at the frontier
a woman with dog
pulling constantly drooling
all dance pieces

by improvising the words
of their songs in falsetto

at Lantern Bar
a clown in a

turquoise green shirt
multicolored bow tie

white dress
has arrived.

12.
The community of coffee

on St. Phillips
has nothing of the community
young women made-up in black
caught drinking coffee

mixed with sour cream
square granite tables
welcome

to the best U.S.

school children on Saturday
a flabby tattoo artist roves

in search of froid milk
it’s just another anonymous spot
where some kid sprawled on chairs.

13.
N.O. is full of things
totally unnecessary
and other very real
bitterly unrecognizable
my face in the windows of the library
on Frenchmen again
a moment of quiet good-natured

on a raided Saturday
yet another band

shouting in the street
bars available

for all types of acquaintances
pitiful flies on the tables of Negril
a complacent band out of tune
French acrobat singing and get out
Elvis shouting in the usual TV
cheap spells for the public
fallin 'in love with you
writhing like an eel
in the black leather of his pants
the band does not play
they love to make conversation

from the bar
with some useful deteriorated girl.

14.
Dollars hanging
maniac of the backdoor
an old man playing a 12 string
Armstrong painted on the window
with a pregnant trumpet
he doesn’t go on the moon
above is the restaurant
and all down to barely
living by way of reflection
distorted like Alice in a frame.

15.
Strange scene before me
a massive muscular black
bearded man

with hat and leather and studs
sitting with a blonde all-thights
the legs are held each other
the best thing is that he
has firmly planted his left knee
in the her genitals
a great scene
no doubt.

16.
Speaking of Gerald Cowey
its history
its blockade
his firm sheets oxidized
the sheets that

he used and reused

over the years
Gerald chose men
for its taste
his pleasure
her emotional weltanschauung.

17.
Jarold will go back and forth
with menus
with trays
copious beer diet Cokes
Gumbo & po' boys
he thought

of our conversations
held at the edge of night
in love with

a junkie

it went wrong
to my stories

not always happy
to the names of American literature
that he wrote to me
on one of its inevitable

recycled paper
of its potable blockade
those twenty minutes long
where we talked in depth

‘bout animals
examining them
I told him

that I am a bear
and that I like violence
he said
that each animal gets violent
when it is under threat
and mine is certainly
a type of violence

protective
he also made compliments
for how I cut my beard
'You did an excellent job'
and all this
Jarold
will lead to terms
to hurricanes-drunken tourists
have explained the dishes - if required
careful with gestures of the hands
with its ownership of language
his regal pronunciation
and obvious
his imagination.

18.
The Praline Connection
Frenchmen in the rain
3 of the afternoon
the Satchmo goes on
all gutters are breaking
I am a good Nola boy
I won’t utter verb
I drink miller lite in secret
I will make only

well-mannered photos
I'll give a shot to the circle
I'll be sitting on the barrel
I’ll interpret only

the auspicious signs
and I will wrap

those nefarious
making them become food

for the numbness
of dear and surly

Miss.pi river
I’ll invent some story
account of any
minor
just to entertain
a priest confessor
tormented by

forbidden desires.

19.
The Royal Sonesta booze café
a place to stay for a rethink
to poets in New York very expressives
their triptych anthology
a horse racing
and weather forecasts on TV mama
only things

absolutely necessary
for the survival of the Time in person
Dos Equis on draft
before I saw a fucked up girl
sitting on a curb
black hair

twisted mouth

and flipped pupils
she was complaining
maybe the stuff

that they had given to her
was not so good
I should have had the camera
to fix it cruelly in her despair
cynical arrogant uninhibited

with one click
a real Tristessa

of the twenty-first century
but everyone goes on his way
this is a fact
even if today

they mentioned to you
The two cities of Dickens
whistles at the Venice festival
to an Italian director
'I was booed because I addressed a taboo'
in a white hole she has slipped
the woman seen on the streets.

20.
Waiting for the 7.30 p.m. concert
no one knows who will play
Classic Jazz
the blues is in sharp decline
in the stairs of my priorities
always inventing

keep on inventing
the same as saying
always look for something
never stop
the patience and the calm
on these occasions are for the weak
one with many braids from the counter
is to sit at my table
and she starts to tell me

of his family
woman is the nigger of the world
her mother is dead
and after the concert
do not know where
do not know what
now she's adjusting the cap
in the execrated tomb

of his ears
shaking his head
clinging to a black dress
she talks ‘bout

the first period
of Lennon in NYC
bottles of wild cold turkey

& Southern Comfort
they are low in shelves
covered by a door
before of the water of the toilet
all those who live in the Attica State
they prepare bourbon in prison in the evening
with private stories

bullshits and twists of bust
and at night they are cataloged

as spastic & toxic
in spite of the spasm of generations

for the trade union struggle.

21.
This indecent ruby ​​pigeon
that seems to be New Orleans
cheers to jazz preservation in bourbon
wrinkled reddish light
under a reddish wrinkled light
it will be on a body of Missie tomorrow.

22.
Apparently melancholy
inconsolably under a light
orange as the cans

of the other morning
a bad off missy wanders and illuminates

each dark point
also her table

with an inscription on the belly
'Writers stand for nothing'
with unsent letters

and sad sentences of praise
in his memories

of another night ended badly
a foreign writer
so happy after

a drum solo.

23.
It's sad enough
stay here
nothing to tell anyone
now that consonants are depleted
and elderly waiters take leave
after they had given you

a pat on the shoulder
look at these women
that have nothing to say
and the music reverberates

from outside
more of the dead saints
or more than

the scotch drunk

by this town
dealing with a stranger
when you come home at night
because he has shaved off

his beard after three months
having spoken

with a beautiful seventy
at the Sonesta Bar
'You must be a unique kind of writer
although small
I see the way you write
from your composure
from the looks you cast
and the way in which

you pretend to hear
so we talked about photography.

24.
The saxophonist is alone

on a chair
and above the lectern
the next track
a chair from under the stairs
he is alone

and he holds hands like mine
the mouth

Cioran way doubting
here the certainties

are fled before birth.

25.
A couple of lame in the crowd
all taken to excite
to calibrate the wafer

and the next 12 a.m. booze
one was drooling
Mom and Dad
gave him drink the Coke
he dances with his mouth
standing sitting
in his papery-stomach-hemorrhage

he holds a chain
of a bought sacrament.

26.
An elegant

invaluable lady
told me
I saw you
you're like a sponge
and I don’t think

I've ever read Petrolio.

27.
On the other hand

we had been warned
we had commissioned

a single murder
and things have gone for long
when you have to kill
no matter what happens after
if you just have to steal
in a record store
or take a Van Gogh
we paid well as foreign
the bell of St. Michel
it’s the proof
of course

you must be

in some other regions of the world
you must do so strong
when they are playing
they won’t come to us
before going upstairs
we swept all the alley
our condition is to print
a couple of books
and we are waiting

always the same person.

28.
There are many things

to say after tonight
those go bad during the morning
because the mouth

stayed still and just.

29.
You will write

about our home
my white hair
you are going to talk about

the place of a woman
it’s in the novel.

30.
I went to the river
infecting myself

with its shops
cargo ships
the rented shutters

of the houses in Algiers
the slime
kites paralyzed

by the sultriness
slot machines losing players
they take a run on these stones
used to strengthen

the containment banks of the river
that lives here

and it has always

had an abortion

on ideas about

taking center stage
birds dry themselves

for several oil spills in the liver
rocking animals pre-Katrina
mistook the power lines for mattresses
mexican workers in line for two
ranging from their

favorite whores of Metaire
southerners unconvinced
sing in a low voice

Amazing Grace
anonymous alcoholism
women of good will

selling cherokee necklaces
cork stoppers for storing oil
and with a little extra
they give you

a baptismal corkscrew
and an annual lottery ticket
the winner takes home
a supply of bourbon of his choice

for life.

31.
Fritzell's European Jazz Club
they will begin late
9.00 p.m.
4ertet or god knows what
bunches of bananas

under the desk
a cross-eyed blonde pianist
laughs and he is amused
and he’s funny
now he’s counting the beats.

32.
Dixie rains hit continuously
turkey sandwiches
shacked hopes
momentary bareness.

33.
Wrecked level crossings
after the health system reform
mr. ranger in Yellowstone.

34.
A date in this story has
head of a long pin stuck

in the meat
and left by the time
of the Zoroaster’s revelations
scandalous night
breaded fish
found floating
with broken intestines
mouth full of mud & algae
before the river
Marsha Brown rests here
next to his beloved wife Linda
R.I.P.
six feet under forever.

35.
They play Tom Waits

Rain Dogs
a drunken dances
there is nothing

to do on Decatur
except look at the violinist
and laugh

dear prudence
want to come out to play
look

on Decatur
a pianist is obsessed

by our friend in Pomona
to get to imitate him

in this way.

36.
All the pain

of the Vieux Carrè
they stuck it

in solitary bottle
and they sell’em
tonight many

abandon the squalor.

37.

Sitting women
they caress

their men’s legs.

39.
Waiting for

Jarold’s hallucinations
make the bill
and that his art dreams life
dilates final
and that all songwriters
of this town die
in their last days
standing on the shore
dad said
it stole us everything
mom home our things
it was a greedy god
an insatiable animal
when there was flooding
mom clung
where she could
but the pillar

didn’t stand
and the flood was black
and mom did not have

time to cry
dad and I and we kept close

to the iron pole
we cried
and he cried
as I had never heard
but the river was stronger
and the next day
when it was satisfied
no more mom
no more home
no more our stuff
and no more dad.

40.
I have to get myself together

before the hot coffee
my father played

the harmonica in C
and he stayed out
angry on Friday
no grudges

for the week unpaid.

41.
The three Mondadori volumes
the new American poetry
NY Frisco LA
have buried my bedside
Big Easy
but here the words

aren’t destined to books
do not remain

in the paper of the stomach

of who went first
and the white album
remains a concept

like God
even if

I did not believe in Beatles

for years
here the human things resemble
to Dylan's harmonica

and burn continuously
even the consistency of the ether

is in excess
it’s a continuous going
the position is not ascertainable
there are no methods

of measurement
quantification

parameters
the quantum’s how much.

42.
I see the goal
I see the light
I see it

all the time
suffused at the most
but then ceases
the bulb burns
the wire-loop goes off
blasting in a minute
of frail compassion.

43.
When the younger men

of the town
went to war

they led
drums flags

medicines tobacco
paper knives and guns

with a pointed knife
at the top
I saw a picture

of 150 years later.

44.
It will be easy to meet
just go ahead
two windows
and take in the local
that from the outside

is just black.

45.
We tend
we have the tendency

to declare
the true and false
it depends

on the mood
we tend

to put us aside
along a long evening
because the next morning
we can see

something in the pan
a fate immediately fixed
Profokiev was out

from the St. Phillips circuit
he had nothing

against the world.