Dark’s Kitchen

that’s no way to spin a
fool’s dizzy old
soul,

the kind that curls up in chimney to
dream when you’re up plotting
next day’s stroll thru
the glowin’ coals.
,

if you want me,
i know you’ll
find me

thighs clasping
a greasy pole
..

like it’s my totem,
and my hold is
slippin’
..

naked and strainin’ over
chasm in dark’s
kitchen.

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