Short Bootleg Poems

From a corn husker's view
it's quite natural, not new
It's like spit fire under the moon
Lit up like bootleg
and clean as the rows
upon rows upon rows stood divided
Freedom from fumes 
so we scrape and exhume
every bone, every shred of our conscience
and we buy the new wheel
just to think and to feel
that we too swim in currents of difference...

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Cadaver, Godiva and Quiver
     I believe that I've poisoned my liver

   Pushcart on the ramp fell apart
     I'm afraid I've damaged my heart

   Pencil Lead, Interbred, Seeing Red
     I think I've a hole in my head

   Had to beg for a keg of bootleg
     They just amputated both legs

   Only one thing I dread even more
     ~ A fall from the bed to the floor...

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GORILLA    ROMANCE



Swinging hand-in-foot under the moon
Resting your foot on my neck makes me swoon

The cute way you brush your face and arms
Wearing  my ring on your third toe has its charms

When we dance, the way your knuckles trail the floor
Then I know I’m yours forever more

Our favorite song  (bootleg Beatles) so cute
“I wanna hold your foot….”

And the way you carefully check my fleas
Oh,  you’re so  sexy   - peel  another  banana with your toes, please...

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