#charleyfoster

Charley Foster

A cozy lil Souther hospitality feeling Rad Dad pops up like a cartoon -- slide guitar palms full of morning glory seeds "another look where you know it all" days breezing by pine boughs behind baseball fields You can teach me something but my child plays harmonica for the sea gulls so I may not need to hear about it unless you speak barbeque which I know you do on your speedbuggy crawling coast highway bee-bop Pink sky give in to the drifter in moi

dais don’t break until all the cantos come home bred in basket ovens bent like old hags barren as an old old oil hell the refrigerator’s open business opportunities blinking like sad men in costumes waiting for Sunday caring chicken carcass millionaires listen mister said I wouldn’t wear plastic billet nails coughing coffin curtails snails on chain-mail or smell smell windows withdrawing seas sawing the awnings yawning

So it is. It's an amazing album. Hard to find now.

tall talk, talk tall till it tears the down down done down did this did this telling town to teared it down down down, down to the ground teared it round talk tall, tick talked on talc and plip plop

Your writing definitely shares his sparse wit, glad to find more fans of Richardson!

a chariot pulling the sun in reverse across the sky drops the evidence in the sea for the people to forget