He bad
O he bad
He make a honky

A Rock, A River, A Tree
Hosts to species long since departed,
Mark the mastodon.

They went home and told their wives,
that never once in all their lives,
had they known a girl like me,

You drink a bitter draught.
I sip the tears your eyes fight to hold
A cup of lees, of henbane steeped in chaff.

My man is Black Golden Amber Changing.
Warm mouths of Brandy Fine
Cautious sunlight on a patterned rug

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness

Beloveds, now we know that we know nothing, now tha …
Without notice, our dear love can escape our doting …
In the instant that Michael...

Some clichty folks
don't know the facts,
posin' and preenin'