'China White' Faucets-(poem from this present day)

Cannonball Express,

Diluted drained distress,

Feathers quilt my down time,

Reindeer games... I don't play them,

but Emu names... I can claim them,

Ruffled chocolate,

Buttery options,

Truffles dispense chocolate,

and Milk from 'China White' faucets!

THIS MONKEYS UNEXPECTED ARRIVAL

The drive was at least twenty minutes from the business highway, and their house could not be found in any of the typical suburban areas that surrounded most of the town. Out into the country we drove, thru pavement carved hills, winding amongst dry mesquites and sage brush, arriving on a chunk of clayish orange-fiery red, rugged piece of real estate. Ronnie was around ten years older than Karen. He was now retired and had done very well for himself. Educated with a civil engineering degree he had started a company twenty years prior, and had just recently sold it for a healthy amount. I am assuming he had gotten at least five million for his twenty years of stress and effort. I really don't know if that figure is correct, who knows? It could of been twenty million because five million is really not as much as it once was. Being in California any number could be under-estimated. I rarely saw Ronnie, but he apparently had no qualms about stowing a runaway at his secluded ranch house in the hills of Paso Robles. Rustin arrived around forty minutes after I had. He was very surprised to see me sitting out on the Spanish tiled patio, lounging languidly road beat like a common loiterer. Then there was that huge smile that formed on Rustin's face, it always caused me to grin in return, a small wise ass grin signifying,'yea I am a crazy bastard that just hitch-hiked across a few states.' My sad rubbered out lizards legs caused me to rise rapid without much strength to aid me. I needed a bath and I wasn't the only one aware that I was being deprived of this common luxury. A shower was initially offered by Karen, but I wanted to see Rustin arrive and watch his reaction relishing his goofy pearl pasted smile. I hadn't been able to engulf my sut and dust smothered skin anywhere except for this ice cold lake in Washington three days prior. As I waited perched patiently on the patio my brain wildly craved some drugs that might cleanse my mangled mental faculties. I had myself convinced that would guide me to effortless ease, just some weed to provide my short cut to everything.