Bud Backen | The Paul Bunyan Ballroom

Bud Backen

Excerpts from The Paul Bunyan Ballroom

I saw

the soldier sky
marching across the moon
silent trumpets blaring inside the cloudbanks
like bombs bursting on the south ridge
destroying every town & family
w/a brutal fist of wind
meanwhile the mercury stars high above
sugared the fog blowing beneath a great
gray whale of darkness moving like a
stealthy black wildcat
rumbling like a menacing army running
straight towards the heart of town
nothing that fast takes long to pass
I watched it all from a lawn chair
seemed it rolled out of the west
but another wind squared it
lengthwise like a dead end cross
& a dark & dangerous jesus


stripper

lucy lynne she called herself
friends called her lucky
she was pretty &
her soul redeemed by jesus
had a cross tattoo on her left breast
another one below her navel
wasn’t for my savior I’d be dead she sd
now I have eternal life
her show was ten sharp weeknights
I showed up late
she was down to her little loin cloth
covering up her tonto
life is a roller coaster ride she sd
until it aint
a few young christian college boys
hooted & clapped as she danced to
disco queen grinding her hips close
so the boys could stuff dollars in
her g-string
I always felt jealous


the paul bunyan ballroom

was on highway 169 at the
junction of county 14
saturday nights they had a
local hootenanny featuring
all the yocals that came in
from the farms & townships
surrounding the entire limp
lake area plus the next county
south heard about it & there
was always their jugband
showing up
the paul bunyan ballroom
burned down in ’92 after a
lightning storm ignited the
power pole behind the barn
& the whole place went up
anyway that’s where I met
ramona one night outside
smokin’ she wasn’t married
but about to & I had a hint
it wouldn’t matter if she did
or didn’t but found out later
she did


a phosphorous wind

white w/mist & thick
like smoky fire
a road flows west &
south again after it
crosses train tracks
follows the rainy river
to maddog flats

wasn’t this time of year
closer to spring with
yellow blossoms on
almost everything
else it was white
the only other color

nanette miller said
she set her barn ablaze
but everyone knew
she didn’t that barn
still stands today
if you want to go look

it was lies like that set her
apart from other gals
why I married her & we
drove clear to the columbia
heights exit before i realized
we forgot the dog


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ISBN 978-0-9991882-6-2

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