8.12.16

Heartbreak Hotel




I truly spent a night in the Heartbreak Hotel

in Missoula Montana high on mushrooms with a bearded ape who told me he was dangerous

I was impressed by his revolvers and knives


we met through a temporary job agency

I landed a gig with an inventory service that serviced small businesses throughout the state and Idaho and Canada

it was run on a shoestring

but successful


Cliff the business owner told me to take the bus up from Corvallis and I could spend the night at his righthand mans place  Bruce  Hell be expecting you

he shared the address

I scribbled it furiously on a piece of paper

it was evident he wasnt a man kind to repeating himself


disembarking the bus in Missoula I interrupted a newsboy hawking papers and asked him if he knew the street

he pointed across railroad tracks Continue across the river three four blocks down On your left I think


walking up onto the address I saw a shingle hanging from the front porch eaves before the entry Heartbreak Hotel painted in black letters   

inside beyond the foyer pass the staircase up the hall I rapped on a weak door #6  

I saw something on the other side of it darken its cracks

it creaked open  You Joe

Yah Youre Bruce

the ape nodded his head Come in Had food Were on the road tomorrow at five

Ate on the bus

he nodded as I followed him in shutting the door behind us  You get stoned

we were going to be alright  I do

he pulled a plastic bag out of a drawer in a dilapidated bureau  shrooms  he said Corvallis

Yah  Out of Chicago You

Idaho  Ya wanna beer taste like shit I need a beer he said as he turned from the bureau to an aluminum Igloo cooler at the foot of the Murphy bed

Sure I owe you one

Nah Cliff covered us  Youll like this cat  

he came to Missoula a few months earlier looking to set things straight between him and a man who caused him jailtime  Miserable muthafucker sang like a little bird Fingered me A man dont do that He takes it eats his timeWhen I find im Im going to kill im

Im gonna shove his head into a toilet bowl shoot him flush his brains away

You can count on it


I didnt know him from Adam

I had no reason to doubt him

we had beers and whisky atop the mushrooms

his room had a café table two ladderback chairs a hotplate and a recliner



when I asked he said the bathroom was down the hall

I excused myself

the bathroom door was closed

I knocked

no answer

I went in

a woman was taking a bubble bath

fetching 

Excuse me

she said no apologizes were necessary

I was too loaded and laden to leave

I said I need to use the toilet

she said Help yourself

I called her bluff began unbuttoning my pants

she wasnt bluffing

I urinated hard

she curled up near the bathtub spigot within reach of me

when I finished I asked her if she wanted to give me a shake

she smiled I can oblige you

we laughed

she gave me quite a shake

dont think Ill ever be shook like that again

she asked if Id like to share her bath



I almost missed my five oclock ride



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