Tuesday, September 25, 2012

'Tis Autumn



First faint crush,
gentle copper
blush: 
green giving up ghost 
to RED,
segue, café au lait.

Cat a-brisk,
tail a-fluff!
Whisk!

Olé!

Fat Girl, 
O.P. and Max.
In walked Monk,
added a felonious
plunk..!

Opus de bop...

Harlem,
the Hudson.
Autumn,
a Hudson.
A Merc!

Pontiac! Cadillac!
Flapjack stack!

Fortuitous preamble,
an' shit.
A ten-spot well-spent,
an' shit.

Dah DEE dot!