Post by thefleetsin on Jun 18, 2018 17:15:18 GMT
kiss me on the mississippi
sweet mother of god
it's
finally here!
the day of liberation
has
drawn and quartered you dear.
and i don't care
if the whole damn share
of the righteous feel
left out to lunch.
i want to take garth brooks
by his texas two steppin' meat hook
and treat the world to
sunday brunch!
and damn it all
if
i never called
you back
from the time our romance
stalled.
this is not
the time
to be drawin' those lines
while
the sands of time
rearrange all the walls.
he cried,
kiss me on the mississippi
like we did
in the dark that night.
as we straddled the bridge
and both
played our bids
in a card hand half-filled with fright.
we don't have to hide anymore
behind
sealed shut barn doors,
our love
looks so much better
brought out into the light!!
sjw 08/13/10 inspired at this very moment in time by the dixie chicks and true liberation theology.
from the 'bodacious series' of poems