picking poison
like berries in summer
smoky rooms
tobacco leaf bus bustles down
ahead of me
slow, always slow
slow thoughts and moves
antiquated, outdated
held tight, advocated
go a notch tighter
around my neck
bojangle monopoly
how then shall we
keep these young’ns around?
they seem to skip town
what could it be?
gas station, church
church, gas station
we condone only
masturbation of the
mental variety
stroke harder, pull tighter
stroke belt, got a light?
your CT shows a big heart
gray matter not so much
i’ve suffocated long enough
the sea air awaits me
the free-think fellates me
sewing circle
sewed my mind shut, but
Behold, my seam-ripper!
and banana-boat salve
Apply liberally now! to
the confluent welt
left by your
Bible belt.