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1.
i search the street
4 cans, collecting their dust
& their anonymous dew
(Natural Ice® , Bud Light® , Coke® )
wet with the stains of lip-locked
animosity, in belligerent & aggressive
worship with a steady grip;
a sump pump
sucking away feces
like a horrible habit, a bad omen…
vagabonds smile @ me
vagabonds know me…
the homeless beg for quarters,
nickels, dimes, half-dollars
as i grin, my moneymaker
wide open & not@all shy, my smile
shining more excited
than an erect penis
saturated with K-Y® brand
warming liquid lubricant… i share…
i share sublimely
like coco butter on dry lips: thoroughly
slick. I share…
but can i please get a couple $$$
4 the cans
please?…
2.
ah, but your lust like shadows
(dripping with the silhouette
of sweat - thick as mascaraed
tears & black)
often goes awry in a mist of nothing…
ah, but how you sublime
in mornings when erect
is a fact of life…
ah, but how your sublime
mystifies my evenings
when Viagra® is a must
that needs 25 minutes of patience,
a kiss, a melon, nasty-talk,
a hand (soft as mother nature’s other
soft variety of freak) & tender caresses
in your manly regions.
lips and lips
finger puppets & strings,
lovers, lotion, tempers,
giggles & the effervescence of sparkly
language, the door,
“bitches brew” - i thought
i knew you
how i crave
watermelon & her seed, sweet
as good sex on a tuesday…
3.
what am i but, a thought
a whisper, a laugh
upon the condition
of traditional culture soiled
& dumped like dirty diapers,
you know the 1s:
discarded, neglected
& unseen
by an unknown daddy
what are we,
but a passing glance
upon the very wind
of that thought
what are you & i (this we)
together, but
lonely like oak leaves
in down-south july:
green
shall we jealous?
shall we jealous?
my brother - shall we jealous together?
4.
ah! but how i crave
honey dew & her seed, sweet
as good lovin’ on a Wednesday, a Natural Ice® ,
Royal Crown® , 7Up®
but can i please get a couple $$$
4 the cans
please?…
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