ball point Elvis

she liked strange people

which made me question

as to who I was for her

look she said biro ball point Elvis

& there on the wall 8 x 10

was a great picture of the man

drawn in different colour pens

it’s by XXXX he came around earlier

left me this on the side

while I was out

& oh!

she ran to her kitchen

he’s fucking robbed me!

taken my housekeeping

it’ll all be gone on drinking

he does this from time to time

how come you put up with the man?

I asked worried for her

look she said biro ball point Elvis

& there on the wall 8 x 10

was a great picture of the man

drawn in different colour pens

that’s why

vibrating to red

there were many things there

all the colours we usually see

& those hidden by our eyes

but vibrating to red

seeing energy move between trees

the flowers earth & me

& looking into your thoughts

knowing more than I knew

we were not destined to be

I had taken a wrong path

my life after this could

never should be the same

& I knew the leaving

would not be easy

all the people I was with

to be left by the wayside

no longer fellow travellers

my road was diverging fast

& you were asking

how is it for you love?

& I had no answers

simple enough to give

nothing there in the margins

I could show

California

No longer the land

where the white man walks

struts his stolen stance

in place of the red

all creeds

all races

shuffle here now

the sidewalk is polished

by their soft shoe’d toes

& I know the why

of their zombie movie fears

these are the zones

of the homeless

asleep on their feet

lounging in the gutter

pissing in the alley

shitting two blocks from main street

no place to live

no food to eat

but send me your masses

the message from the elites