R.I.P.Paul Chasse

A NOTE FROM THE WEBMISTRESS

We will soon be expanding this site to include Paul's Poetry, a photo gallery, a place to share your memories and thoughts, and more... In th meantime, if you have photos of Paul or anything else you'd like to share, please email it to Andrea at ag@mojono.com

HELP SUPPORT BETH


MEMORIAL INFO: SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 18TH, 2008

Meet at L'Art Noir Gallery between 10:00am and 10:30am for breakfast

Around 10:30am we will head to a place special to Paul for a memorial service and some great special effects!
(I you are unable to make it to L'Art Noir, please email ag@mojono.com or call Andrea at 254.640.8441 for the info)

After the memorial we will meet at Paul and Beth's House at 723 Gallier for lunch, drinks and memory sharing.

2:30pm SHARP! 2nd Line from Paul & Beth's to B.J.'s Bar (corner of France and Burgundy in the Bywater) and then To Bud Rip's Bar (corner of Burgundy and Louisia in the Bywater) for more food and drinks.

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THERE IS NO PAIN ON THE HIGHWAY
by Paul Chasse

There is no pain on the highway
hypnotic, asphalt siren song in
my ears again, I thought it muted (except
for the occasional sunday putt) by
good job, good woman,but all
overwhelmed, like the Nile floods &
wipes out the work of generations &
all is gone but the highway song &
as I struggle, a timeclock slave, my
empty wrist aches for the throttle
No, no pain on the highway, baby,
only roads, I love roads. The interstates,
long well maintained stretches of faceless
anonymity, backroads, crumbling lost highways
potholes & crazy - quilt alligator cracks
running along fading, painted lines. Laugh &
worry lines on the soul of the continent.
There is no pain on the highway
Only sound, thrumming of hog's twin cylinders
beneath me, roar of a passing diesel,
wail of its air horn, tire song.
no pain on the highway
only wind, hot desert breath, cool
mountain breeze, salty seacoast sighing &
it never has to end, for there are always
more roads, loved and familiar, like a lover's body
or unknown unconquered alien territory
there is no pain on the highway
No hope, or despair, ambitions, disappointments, love, loss
only my magical steelchrome, fiery assed Odin horse,
a centaur, I, a myth, I don't exist & feel
no pain on the highway