Friday, November 13, 2009

elmer

elmer,


 Air time. After a long night’s work..you are a comrade. you wise old chap..it’s been too long I hum. we forgot anything else was here. but don’t worry I’m not contemplating pregnancy.


Our time together is cherished..though my nerves disagree.(they solemnly comply).I fancy a white rabbit. afterall elmer, the arts approved.





he sings the blues

he sings the blues, guitar in right hand, bellows in overtime without hesitation.

his lips lick slowly, concentrating



holy in my eyes.(( but he never believed in religion. and neither do i..)or so

he took my hand and emptied its       contents

until they turned blue like his soft words.