|No Liquour in the House
Lizzie Murder Music included,
cue accident. Loose teeth
(long run) affordable.
Affable Ishy, handsome rambler.
Despite familial dread (plot)
stuck with bus & burb Macheath.
Prissy? He clarifies butter!
Death Breath time scrambler.
Proffers cold Dutch lips.
Yet another kiss from Youth Hell.
Need my zzzzzs, so nibble mesclun,
wolf Cherry Garcia.
Arrogant prick! I mutter-mutter
hot threat. Move O-U-T. Hotel.
Rewrites? Quel horreur!
Gee, I once went to a Dr. Swee. A-
squat, Jack Beeson, as if homeless, snacked,
seersucker impeccable, on the sidewalk,
pre-gig. Coffee-cig truce. Philip Roth
now a recluse. Helen of Troy
sashay is how I'd walk
through killing fields, back to
boyhood. Blue Nile source.
from Agenda Melt, (Adventures in Poetry, 2004)
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