walking to pfarrkirchen that day three weeks ago or so for my first german
i remember noticing th particular rumble of an approaching motorcycle:
higher-pitchd, close sputtering of th abundant rice burners on th bayern
front & side roads, too) this low, clear-cylinder roar made me think of th
'like a well-tuned fart' or something like that & i turned to see my first
harley rider. a second one rode along past me down some weimar street
sound is unmistakable...
riding w/ alex on those backroads, those first rainy nights in
niederbayern, i couldn't
help but notice th sadly abundant number of small furry animals bloodily
over th pavement- 'what's w/ all th roadkill, alex?' i asked, to his
proceeded to expostulate (don't ask me why) on th possible metaphorical
uses of th
term- like, i guess, feeling like something of a failure in th conventional
modern social success & wondering if i'm roadkill on th highway of late
am i living my life a little too virtually & pretending this somehow
slides into living it virtuously??
i acted on my respect for th dead- walking to pfarrkirchen- & nudged one
hedgehog, dead & bloated nearly perfectly into a ball- too small for
soccer, too big
for- what have you...a small miracle th poor thing wasn't flattened into a
tattoo on th pavement, as most of th animals that get run over in these
parts seem to
be- nudged him (her?) off th road, anyway. wasn't carrying th tools to
attempt a decent
excuse th topic, seems to agree w/ me & linger on...
(next day, friday th 10th...) i knew there were other topics to discusss-
thursday night is oldies night all over germany! as i walkd 'home' last
night to peter
& astrid's, music came out of one restaurant bar i've bn meaning to check
out- 'hang on
sloopy'!...& back in bayern, my big night out w/ alex & vanessa & christof
was to a disco calld platinum & these kids who cd be my sons or daughters
(as teresa wd
hiss @ me whenever my head wd turn to follow some pretty young thing w/ my
singing along to th weiiiirdest stuff- th trini lópez version of 'if i had
'hit th road, jack' by ray charles...'son of a preacher man' by dusty
lion sleeps tonight' by--?
& so on...