last night on a toot.
with chili bisquits and High-wine.
this morning is this morning.
it forgets itself.
John Hollowlegs.
fix some cluck and grunt.
and flub the dub.
I'm in the ketchup.
a lobbygow.
I'm a zib.
hiding from the piano.
your vocabulary turns me on.
five.
years old.
give someone the wind.
I am a butter-and-egg man, unsophisticated.
always off the cob.
grey suit, old shoes, songs.
her, you.
I've got the zings.
last night on a toot.
with chili bisquits and High-wine.
this morning is this morning.
it forgets itself.