Midsummer Coal Night
O Kentucky, my love
Why doth thou wear such a sad Equus frown —
Hast not thine squire Apprentice
swept thy Medicaid stalls clean?
Though stable be thy bridled heart,
who knoweth whence
a Church chill shalt descend Down
Giving thus thine joyously warm soul
a Midsummer coal night
Doth not thou light a prayer vigil candle
to yield glow of the uncertain path ahead —
Or hath the cowardly Goal Of Pilate canary taken flight?
May God Offer Plenty of flagellations to it’s yellow dark soul
Such a coal, coal Midsummer night ...
More midterm election promises double-quilted down
will cover thine bare equestrian body
on such a coal, coal Midsummer night ...
O Kentucky, my dearest love
Doth the bluegrass words,
from thy secret lover Apprentice’s
tweet stained lips,
soothe thine shivering soul?
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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