travis ray cole
travis writes: "I was born Travis Ray Cole
on the northside of Chicago
in the "Uptown" area.
drove a yellow cab,done roofing
then started the "DEATH-PUNK" band,called
"Rat Acid" in this band I write most of the songs
sing and play guitar
I studied guitar 2 years at the
"old town school of folk music"
I have a poem called "Demon seed"
in a book that just came out in august
called "a drift on the breeze"
dont buy it. I can be emailed at
oeoeoe@usa.net
or
ratacidtravis@writeme.com"
roxanne revalation
" and for my next trick"
you ll never work in this town again
the city was nice to her
can YOU FIND LOVE HERE
Working title
thriftstore bathroom blues
trixies day at the suppermarket
aisle 3
truckstop lizard
What,is that your station?
i hid under the cars
ran down the alley down a gangway broke a heel
and now im locked out can you loan me a butterknife
to get in the door
dont i know you?
you got any rock
whats that a peanut?or soap
you just turned 3 tricks for a little piece of soap
come clean
i got 3 kids and im married
is this 12 steps
im more worried about herpes than aids
You ain't living off of me
I gotta go suck a dick so you can eat!
are you cheating on me?
later on in life
i ate peautbutter and jelly and sucked a cock
how you going to get to work?
mr cock and balls
go work someone else
do you got a spoon hold this belt for me
why you geekin?your geekin.here hold the apron strings
I do this for you
we gotta get a bag
this is all i know
and these guys gotta get thier money
he knows im a whore
at 50 miles an hour i look pretty good
I'M ON MY CORNER
ON MY STREET
AND I'M TIRED
I JUST WANT TO GET SOME SLEEP
I'm on my corner
on my street
in my town and I'm tired
I just want to go get some sleep
were doing expensive drugs were gonna get expensive gas
when i was little my mom took me down to the corner
i work at the restruant
i hide behind that telephonepole there
im his new hoe
can you give me a ride to
meanwhile back at the curb
trixies day at the races
What,is that her station?
You ain't living off of me
I gotta go suck a dick so you can eat!
later
did you eat today?
YEAH HOW ABOUT YOU?
i ate peautbutter and jelly and sucked a cock
why
how you going to get to work?
mr cock and balls
go work someone else
I do this for you
this is all i know
he knows im a whore
at 30 miles an hour i look pretty good
I'M ON MY CORNER
ON MY STREET
AND I'M TIRED
I JUST WANT TO GET SOME SLEEP
I'm on my corner
on my street
in my town and I'm tired
I just want to go get some sleep
"Things Jilla thinks when she Urinates"
We may have slept with
Jack Ginsberg before he was nobody,
before he was nobody.
Can the hearing impaired have voices in thier heads?
Mine have a narrator
It is so sweet, my new stalker is writing to me
under ten different names,
sending me pages and pages of love poetry
which I delete unread and tell her
it was all very good.
mirroring the mirror of film
the moderns Grandma and Mom
always buy me the ugliest prostitutes.
You're not Steven Spielberg
Mark Twain the new Kerouac's
less vague {more accessible}
and surreal like we like it
we don't need your guilt pain
we dont need your guilt pain.
Being published, dictionary?
Does that include making hundreds of copies
and littering, I mean saturating the
intersection of Milwaukee and damen?
I won a small garlic press, that means what?
I won a small garlic press
College"
Sure ,I tell her on the ferris wheel
why forget arizonia
its berklee or new york
you know I lived across the street from
Mark Twains house when I was three?
in 5 or 6 years
I'll help you pay for it
if the government don't
why,I'll leave alesha or Gina
and the 3 or 4 retarded crack babies
me and gina have
and move out there with you
I'll get a job at taco bell or as a landscaper
don't worry little honey
"The Ballad of Bob and Emmy"
While her plumbing was up to code
it was the code of that country that carries
buckets of water on their heads.
that would have to be enough.
they would make it.
although the times were not that of Bonnie and clyde
He bought my canoe.then smashed his guitar on his keyboard.
Whenever the bird got out
it would shit all over the paintings grandma passed
around claiming the art teacher only helped her create.
hoping to keep the used water bed with fungus growing inside pretending that ele
phants dont throw their own
shit on sunny afternoons at the zoo.
she liked chicken but I took her to white castle in the
blizzard on the way home before passing the oasis
she was good but who isnt?
in the drive thru,the man gave her a free drink for waiting
and then she lied some more.When I got home I made sure
the door was locked so they would'nt steal the canned goods.
Travis Ray Cole