Up the river

Up the River

My super car wash my is super carwash girl 
I knew time beyond reasoning in the land of feathered palms bristling seagulls flapping in the air that salt breath of fresh air Encinitas 
after all with the cascading's swimmers of sluicing slippers singing through the air across the road baby carriages being pushed by young first-time mothers in search of a man for the rest of our lives in the CEO of smart smart ups start ups and smart ups that's looking for someone to take them to the new level and there's no masks no one's wearing a mask they take them off if they stroll by 
I’m in the car in the super carwash in the alley off of 101 between F and G streets and you pull up and the voice says 
welcome to the super carwash please insert payment and select your wash 
and I pull often usually can't reach to the window because I don't pull up close enough to it and I lean out after open the door and step out and get my dollars together pressed firmly so that they will fit into the machine and be accepted 
and she said she saying please step up to the carwash in insert your payment for the carwash of your choice please select a carwash 
and as I'm fumbling with the money and trying to get in and the voice keeps getting cut off welcome to the proceed you have ordered a basic wash 
please please pull forward when you see the green light please pull forward when you see the green light 
okay okay get ready for that why you have to be such a stern taskmaster baby okay I'm Rollin there's the green light 
stop when you see the red light stop okay then rollers come over then they drop to the side and the root rulerustling the sides of the car and jostled  as the Jets overhead on hanging beam come spring across the wind shield 
so that all of a sudden you enveloped in the most delicious carwash bath completely completely sequestered from the entire world a place where no one could possibly even if they had to even if they were an attendant come into the rolling brushes and the scanning beam that is calculated or calibrated to to incrementally rise as it reaches the roof of your car and then it starts to come back in in the rearview mirror you can see the brushes again enveloping the car caressing it embracing it is ruling the sides and the and the Jets as well 
and then come the rinse once again enveloped sequestered or protected work or insulated against the outside world for ever so brief a time meditation is like a like a like a like a like a spiritual practice like yoga like 
like like going into a trance like a trip like taking a trip as the rollers caress you and the and the beams spray down imperialistic lady and the entire machinery of the world and of your life and of technology everything that you ever thought 
is washed away literally by the super carwash and the girl as the beam lifts and the rotating brushes cease and the dripping begins down the windshield and the windows and a green light comes on so as not to back up and puncture the tires with spikes that come up ‘fore and ‘aft and green signals go and cautiously coming into the parking lot abutment abutted by the sidewalk on 101 with the stream of tourists that I abhorred and made fun of and now I miss that very same watching all the tears in California, and it's crushing, it’s crushing me…

My Super Car Wash Girl

Leeeeeave her to Heaven
that’s where she belongs
where the strong are all righteous
and the righteous are strong
and the dreams that you cherish
don’t always come true
but the dreams that you dare to keep dreaming do

Leeeeeeaave her to Heaven
land of the sun
separateness is forgotten
everything’s One
and the light of the spirit
shines in every One’s eyes
and the Devil has no disguise

Leeeeeeeaaave her to Heaven
I’ll stay here in Hell
where souls are forgotten
and the demons dwell
and the spirit is willing
but the flesh is on fire
love is a word and that word is desire

Leeeeeeeeaaaave her to Heaven
peaceful and serene
where no harsh words are spoken
there’s no body to clean
there’s no memory of pain
sorrow or strife
leave her to heaven, I’ll stay here in life

Where everything’s messy
and nothing works out
I’m besieged by temptation
ravaged by doubt
and the love that I cherished
well, it just wouldn’t do
but the love that I keep on feeling is true

Leeeeeeeeeaaaaave her to Heaven
cuz I’m not that strong 
I’m angry and troubled
think everything’s wrong
but the realm of the spirit
is where we all dwell
and there ain’t no heaven or hell

Leeeeeeeeeeaaaaaave her to Heaven 
for she way too strong
for this weak little world 
where we’re sold for a song 
but I’ll never forget her 
cuz she’s not very far 
I see her face in the evening Star

Demons Dwell 440.MP3

Intro:  C

                 F                            C
I slipped on her shoe; she was a perfect size seven.
                                          Am7      C/G
I said, "There's no smoking in the store, ma'am."
                         F
She crossed her legs and then
                                                     C
We made some small talk; that's where it should have stopped.
                   Am7    C/G             F
She slipped me her number; I put it in my pocket.
                                                    C
My hand slipped up her skirt; everything slipped my mind
               Am7        F
In that little roadhouse
           C
On Highway 29.

It was a small town bank; it was a mess.
Well, I had a gun.  You know the rest.
Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood
And she was cryin'; her and me we headed south
On Highway 29.

                     Am7                      F
In a little desert motel, the air was hot and clean.
                         C              G
I slept the sleep of the dead; I didn't dream.
              Am7                            F
I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink.
                      C                             G
We headed into the Sierra Madres, 'cross the border line.

The winter sun shot through the black trees
I told myself it was all something in her
But as we drove I knew it was something in me,
Something that'd been comin' for a long, long time
And something that was here with me now
On Highway 29.

Fill:  C with walking bass notes:  C  F  G  A  G  C

The road was filled with broken glass and gasoline.
She wasn't saying nothin'; it was just a dream.
The wind come silent through the windshield,
All I could see was snow, sky and pines.
I closed my eyes and I was runnin'.
I was runnin' and then I was flyin'

Outro:  F  C  Am7  C/G  F

Like As Not

Slipt Shoe

G        Bm     C      G
 Spanish is the loving tongue
G        Bm     Am      D     D11
 Soft as music, light as spray
G        Bm     C          G
 'Twas a girl I learned it from
G       Bm     C  D11 G     Gsus4 G
 Living down Sonora   way

G        Bm        C      G
 I don't look much like a lover
G        Bm       C           D    D11
 Still I hear her loved words over
G       Bm       C  /b G
 Mostly when I'm all a-lone!
G    D       Am7 G
 Mi amor, Mi corazón
  G   D   C   G     C G   C               C/g G         C   G   C G Am G
G                  C       G
On the nights that I would ride          *) |------------------
G   Bm    C                  Am  *)         |--------0---------
She would listen for my spurs,              |---------2--0-----
G          Bm       C    G                  |------2---2---2---
Throw that big door open wide,              |-0----------------
C     Em    Am       D11                    |------------------
Raise those laughing eyes of hers.   G              Bm    C     G    C
 Oh, how those hours would go a-flyin!
G       Bm           C        D     D11
All too soon I would hear her sighin'
G      Bm   C          G
In her sweet and quiet tone
G         Bm   D11      G
  "Mi amor, mi corazon."
  G                     G   D   C     G   C   Em     Am7
G           Bm C                             G
 Haven't seen, haven't seen her since that night,
G         Bm/f#            C                   D   D11
  I can't cross, I can't cross the line, you know.
G                 Bm C             G
   They want me for    a gambeling fight
G         Bm      C        G
 Like as not it's better so.

G           Bm     C           G
 Still I've always  kind of missed her
G            Bm     C        Am
 Since that last sad night I kissed her
G             Bm    C          G
  I broke her heart, left my own
G      Bm D11        G
  "Adios,   mi corazon."

Like As Not It's Better So

Spanish is the Loving Tongue

John DeGennaro <gio2nino@gmail.com>
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This might be the profoundest poem i ever wrote all at once relaxed sitting
at Crest

please give a listen

i luv you
 
right on with your florenee trip n
play--
root out them truffles 
mark that moth-ofly


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