dark, bleachers

bleach. A beard is

no protection against a lit match, grift(ing) preachers.

Hey, don’t hog those

fried slogans!

Muffled soloist’s heart has eyes

for stone rose. As

if a knockout proves

virtue. Inveterate theme jumper forfeits

message consistency for road marriages

in a velvet truck. Dwindles

before our ears.   

Concentration of sorrow in the punchbowl.