For awhile
(a little while)
He was god
Big-Bellied
Silver-Crowned
God
Leading lambs
through purple Passion
Fields of dreams
and stars
O
(dont let me forget)
Stars
Mist
Haze
Bukowski's AntiThesis
Rising
from an armchair
For awhile
He pressed
Chin to Fist
Tonguing pane & thighs
with little lines-o-love
For a little while
God had a bent
A ying-yang sophistry
Spent blue
in afternoon trysts
with any goddess who wanted
His lyrical lapping
Lines drawn straight
feed to starving masses
Femme & Fatale
Fell like Rome
and thunder
for awhile
God was
Emulated
Adored
An addiction
An edict An altar
sheaved in white
and spring
The green thawed growth
on January's Thumb
for a little while
God
hitched a ride
to a Jazz Bar
DownTown
Pulled out his cigarettes
Asked me for a light
Read from voluminous books
of dread God
Bought It All
Beam Birch Hemlock
Phuck Toke Drink
Spitting
red clay roots
in two-dollar urn
After awhile
God got it up
Read
Black voiced Swallowed
razor blades Pills
on stage Washed gravel
back with Jack
I listened
for a little while
