Ode
to a Grecian Esophagusode times two
to a grecian esophagus
equality of the equation equals
something like
passive attention
paid to the little lady
who just wouldn't lie flat
orange segments
pieces of universal peace
and union...
a sphere of golden rayed delight
racing rapidly
and rancidly
past haphazardous
waste dumps
while we wait
for my heart
fleeting glances
across the great divide
alongside
pieces of blueberry pie
holy cow's ass
water is the key
to sensual enjoyment
it seems
without a lock
low down and high up
just a seesaw
dry as a barren mother
with gracious green thumbs
hooked in her holster
thump and the polarity of
ventricles and the esophagus
dump of a wasted parenthood
stood over a black cape's hood
asking why but not what for
to answer of great import
to the strangers in the crowd
put society in a bottle
look at it awhile
throw it away
and be a good friend