HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOONCHILD!!!!
This blog is for you, including the cartoon.
Did you know your birthday is on LEON? Which is the opposite of XMAS (aka NOEL).
HAPPY LEON!!! The angles did sing!
You were 40 when I met you (which was old enough) but now you are 65 — a very significant age. This means we have enjoyed many years together. Many, many years! Holy shit!
LEON was always a difficult time before I met you, but sharing birthday adventures with you has made those memories pale like an Indian ale in the Floridian veil of humidity (< beautiful poetry)
Remember our first birthday adventure in the embalming room?
You were such a trooper
until i whipped out the trocar… I found you on the fainting couch
later…
Other birthday adventures have included live music,
dead air, drunken tour busses & sober stay-cations
Angel wings singed onto scapulae by microwaved rocks
Crab-legged bacchanalia
Saturnine tantrums that left no hallmark , just bitemarks on the cigar box
Followed by cop cars to bring you bags of Substance D
(followed by cops to bring the big D)
Speaking of poetry…
I don’t know if I ever gave you this poem I wrote about you & your unusual relationship with phonetics, but here it is —
**********************************************************************
Your Unspelling
Is part of your charm
As a writer, you’d think I’d find it abhorrent
A dealbreaker! [w/ a single totalitarian mark]
But no, you’ve been a source
of inspiration
&
revelation
Happy accidents tapped out
by alien hooves
covered in paint
The moment the helicopter chooses to hover
I see the brilliance in your refusal to acknowledge
the insane vowels of country Deutsch
followed by the detrimental silences
in English
Of all the things I love you for
this is number 3
*************************************************************************************
All right… it has been a joy to be blessed by your Moonchildishness for so many years! I love you! Let’s eat cake!
