the blues is…

by the mingo

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-10-24 12:52:00

Parent message is 310538
a beast but cutter your guard coast when the brain begins to glow & the ink begins to flow & it snows. the cavalry can only do so much. the bridge burners are way ahead. the kingdoms of corruption come from seeds cast by the king of darkness. i spoke to her about a book i just bought. she said do you like it but note she was pulling up her collar even as she asked the question. i knew then it was not the time to appear dressed in the skins of animals. so i packed africa away ’til a better day. it is said now that i am the child of the negro yet my skin is little darker than snow.
it’s what i get for fooling around in africa. no coyotes in africa. they all live in montana & new york. they cross the road in front of you before dawn as flowing ghosts.