there r those among us who r dining
on a 3-course meal ov coffee! dydrex!
weed! only every other morning
than tha Mardi Gras parade when
they turn the hours backward
there r those among us who r looking
for a stack ov their own history
in cabins ov a ship that rides
affections that have tossed and
turned tha memory ov a life.
there r those among us who become
tha very people we r coming from...
And that is not a sin(!)(?)
there r those w/ flattened noses
foreheads feet and chests.
there r those among us who r wise
enough to be tha silent-type...
and yet they ring tha loudest!
that we may
like tha little girls we are
spread open! O!
easy Rod tha Derby’s through and
done w/ all tha Barbie proteges
is it complete
before tha shadow
in tha shade?