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i met a poet just today

he greeted me with much

laughter as foreplay

(we seized each other

from brim to toe)

one cried the other sang

a hymn

and at the end we shook

our head contemplating

which the queerer

and stepped away

from our mirror.

:: 09-12-2018 ::


When the wind bites the heart of that lonely lover
and the living have gone to bed and escape into dreams
you walk that empty wet path on Bourbon Street
away from jagger eyes slacken smiles the blues pull you in
Mother, should you have killed me
the winds wouldn’t be biting now
I want to climb back into that time
reverse the walk and bleeding talk

Confused child where do you come from?
I come from a land so far away from here
my ticket says, “From the deep beyond”

Won’t you take me back
To that land from beyond
I want to spread a lot of love
Wont’ you take me back
To that land from beyond
I have something to tell you

So I take that walk again — beer stained stones
sultry notes of blue and pain filling the air
And I don’t mind your bite anymore mistress wind
the pain is better than the kiss of empty death