stabbing dent dancing
yellow geese prancing
we drove into the canyon
a pipe full of weed
no seed
can you do more than plead
tap dance
stare in a trance
your dad did what
the priest
no
a priest wouldn’t
he would
damn
what did you do
hell i was not yet eight
jail bait
he lives two miles from the church now
in his 90s
never was hammered for it
never was
oh the lady sings
it is way past spring now
i have wrinkles on my brow
just turned sixty-four
the bastard is now ninety-one
i have his address
it’s just a mess in my head
gotta make my bed
visit a friend
pretend i’m happy
back then, i just played in the streets
alone
alone
by age eleven poems started to arrive
it allowed me to survive
oh my
how I wish to take a dive into freeway traffic
crinkle crinkle crinkle mooze
one thing I know
j
spurt
b
gishi bian
12:22 pm mst
3 joolie 2020
YouTube video: Circle Game by Joni Mitchell
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Yellow Rose Publications
