dog dish supper

Bone dry,
Marvin Gaye seductiveness,
“Lets Get It On”.

A dog dish supper,
a Mexican screwdriver,
sweet liquor running down the walls.

Just give me a receipt for the body.

Now, I can tell you.
You are bonafide,
and registered down at the Court House.



Filed under Outlaw poetry, poetry

2 responses to “dog dish supper

  1. I really enjoyed this one, read it four times and feel the need to read it out loud now, of course, singing the third line in my best seductive bass.

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