A broad in the audience,
floating as shell
that gutted its hermit
& sent it to sell.
The last time I woke,
in a turn of events.
The mercy of my God
was bigger than
choral resentments.
A bobbing appetite
for squandered shoals,
a standing testament
of woman on time with notes.
The house of my God
was bigger than my amends,
convulsively asking about
patterns versus trends.
Two dividuals,
loving tooth by tooth.
Take me down,
let’s walk to Duluth.
A stalk covered mirror,
adjacent to sleuth.
A walk with ease—
I offer fruit.
Discretion of a 20-some
is something she must sign
forth in colored tri-tipped alphabet,
our oath to open wide.
Not quaint or wrong.
Left & buoyed turns,
I step out strong.
No London Dry for me tonight
or anything in-between.
I’d rather guzzle & gander
our game of tabled tens,
a fiend for your eyes
on me.
* Photoshoot inspired by Grateful Dead, Europe ’72 Tour
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* I wrote this poem while at a taping for AmericanIdol – Hence, the double meaning of A.I. •
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* Thank you so much for the beautiful photographs @onyxroseimages. It was a treat working with you today. •
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