Sugarman

Surreptitious cartons
of well being
thrown about by all the strange strange-lings
parceled, picked
destroyed unending
fledgling
pigeon holed condemning
bristling whistling
drunk dizzy
pocket
money money
road
road
old broad
broad stood asking for the right questions
out of the brain sockets
into the minor ones
golden footed
raven mouthed
your karma is a brainless trout
possessed of carnal interruptions
and booming instructions
with which to end the water's world
I am the minstrel of joyous deceit
so hand me some alms
for my popular hands
done ditched
done lone
done forgone
all her vicious moans
I'-m traveling like bold thunder
all over the land
now booted foot here
here under her skirt
now a rolling for dice of mirth
now here, again a see through fate
now her again on the stairs content
waiting, like the rust speckled candelabrum,
joy divine
upholding the light
from the grinning
usurped
spoon-fed
garters of all those i buried
in my pockets
laughing carelessly
as i did
so.