84 to 92 derees ,, town half empty from 20/20 mal promotion ,,
Great sun , sand , cheap evrything ,,
I was only ,, the first and last wet back to Mexico ,, since I had no visa ,, mexico and Korea had no diplomatic relations then ,, but I wanted to go to Mexico ,,
I jumped the fence ,, a 9 ft high ,, San Diego to Tijuana fence ,, got on a bus to south ,, went 30 KM ,, Mexican border patrol put me on a bus back to San Diego ,, jumped the fenceback to Mexico ,, you see I really wanted to go to Guadalajara and paint ,, and make love to senoritas,,
This time ,, I hitch hiked,, went for 2 hours,, and was caught and sent back to Nogales , a Texas border town , wel shit I crosse Rio Grand again m this with a boy from new Jersey , who ran away from his hom ein his dad's Camaro ,, we went as far as almost as Hermosillio , another frigging border control,, this time we were so far away ,, they locked us up ,, in a room ,, 4 x4 ,, a broken toilet , with mt. Blanc sice dung on that brokentoilet bowl ,, I used my Van Heussen shirt ,, 4 x4 square ti wipe my dung ridden my butt from one meal a day ,, rice and beans and coffee ,, which was delivered by a village epilaptic ,, who checked in to the Motel Hermosillo ,, at midnight , and who spat on our food ,, the coffee ,, the beans and rice,, before he slid it under the bar ,,
This went on for 6 days ,, on 7th day ,, I could not take any more of shot from likes of bog dog , tim luke , anthony , so I pickeds up the fing ,, toilet bowl with all the Mt. Blanc size ,,dungs and threw it against the jaik house bar ,, cops came running in ,, I bribed them with all my earthly possesions including a stupid fisshing rod ,, ROFLMAO , I was going to survive in mexico ,, fishing ,, they let us out ,, stoppped a SOB ,, going back to US,, We got in ,, after a KM ,, I played sick ,, throwing up ,, with stoink of a chuppa cabra,, he was happy to let us out in the middle of desert ,,that night we walked over a mountain chewing on mushrooms ,, hallucinating ,, till we could not walk any more,, - 10 ,, in high Sierras ,, we shared one sleeping bag,, weird ,, two healthy hetros , rubbing each others body for heat ,, as desert ,, frost descended on us ,, fire will not start ,, every thing wet wet ,,
Next day as sun came back , we descended mountain ,, we could see the highway ,, the barbed wire fence ,,, a silence,, and a herd ofg cow ,, then , caballeros , on beautiful horses , with pistols and Winchesters,, with beady ,, deadly eyes,, we were half blue , grungy ,, frozen and very criminal .. in the midle of this ,, empty horizon ,, a two ,, sickly sillouhette ,, one Chino ,, one Jew from New Jersy with,, big nose and big empty blue eyes ,
We hid for 2 hours ,,until the herd mm the Caballeros ,, went away , taking their time ,,
We walk ,, for 6 hours from 6 AM ,, at 12 pm we meet a truck driver who has been broken down for 4 days , ,, this guy is cooking beans on a small burner ,, we find a solace in this man made shade a truck ,, with abuirner ,, and this mad sun driven ,, almost black lanky driver ,, goes out into the sun ,, with his machete in his hand ,, and comes back with an Iguana ,, we cook the fucking iguana ,, boil the beans ,, we eat , we dance , we shake hands ,, we gesture,, we share humanity ,, we share love and hunger ,, and the pleasure of a simple beans ,,
We say Adio ,, and we walk again ,,it is now modnight ,, we see white shadows in a moonless light ,, walking in rows,, silentlky ,, Indios ,, carrying chickens ,, wollen goods,,straw things for the market open ,, at next bog village ,, a straight ,, black ,, asphalp ,, in a moon less desert night ,, with ,, mysterious ,, white cotton figures with straw hats ,, men ,, women ,, children ,, we follow ,, for 3 hours ,, and sun rises,,
We get picked up by a gringo ,, in a Dodge , convertibles , at least 60 year old man with neurotic ,, New York energu ,, with 9 year old son ,, divorced his bitch .., 60 yrear gringo wife and married a senorita ,, age of hid grand daughter ,, kid is quite goo dlooking ,, and he has two ,, Great Danes ,, sitting like the guard dogs of Pharohs,, in the back of that Dodge Zconvertible ,, as we sit some where in between the handle , his son ,,and danes ,, as we kiss his ass ,, tese dogs m in the heat ,, with top dopwn , are drooling their slivar ,, on our neck , back ,,
We come to next village , Manzanillo ,, we are hungry ,, no money ,, we gave all to the cops at the jail ..
This 60 year old neurotic ,, ex New Yoprker with 9 year old son from his 19 year old senorita ,, buys ,, 6 pounds of raw hamburger meat at a bucherie , and throws this meat chunks to dogs ,, this Bruce Sporingfield look like , run away from new Jersy and I look at each other ,, and are thinkiing ,, Capote's In Cold Blood ,,
Time passes , we go into Guadalajara , New Jersey boy call shis mom and dad ,, they fly down ,
I stay ,, and become a man ,,,,
Rest ,, some other time ,,
So far,,,I consider Mexico ,, my second home ,, |
