Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Masquerading
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: November/2014
There you
are
Mr. Williams,
Sir.
I have
to
compliment
your taste
in
clothes.
You are
the
"best dress"
man,
down here
in
the Tenderloin -
where
everybody
is
hustling
to
survive -
Know one
living
down here,
can
afford your
style -
You always
look
casket sharp,
in
your suits
and
Stacey Adam
shoes.
Why ,
if I had'n
ever
seen you
before
Sir -
I'd
say you
where
a professor
of
sorts.
Mr Williams,
Sir,
you are
the
coolest cat,
down here
in
the
Tenderloin -...
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