proverbial dessert

in this
the time of sinking ships
we still want to have
our damn cake!
and eat it/smash it
into our faces/the
faces of loved ones/
parade in it/
parade on it/
take it to bed/
sneak it into the movies/
lick the frosting off of it/
or fingers/
slowly or hurriedly
too!

nevermind that.
what we WANT
is to have the damn cake!
and continue to do whatever we want!

ode to Teddy's Juke Joint

E-LEC-tricity
is a rumbling Wipe Out
jumpin’ on that wooden
-- DaNcE floor --
of Teddy’s Juke Joint.

Passion
is Selwyn Cooper
& da Share Croppers
SWEAT caked
audience of 10 (screamin').

Mother of Soul Monsoons
is that Guitar Scream
that Mem Shannon
is sure as hell gonna bring
on a Sunday eve.

Don't Let Me Fade Away

Into eternal Bliss