Sunday, October 21, 2018

11,258. HENDERSON

HENDERSON
He wasn't no Rain King,
he just knew the right jive.
Incarcerated suppositions. 
battle high. Mr. Rievers lost
his paddle, and the moonsome
lickey sky ticks on, tock tock.
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Here's my aphrodisiac yak yak
Janey. Blue-blood from the corner
like the King. Let's drink to the
other side, a soul-oasis you and I.
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Yak yak lickey sky 
moonsome tock,
and I.

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