Fairy Tale Gossip
Pssst... Bigger from "Native Son" is on the hallucination: man at the fender rhodes yanking the days out of hope (no) delay) along with needles frantic silver man on the cushioned heels of his dope A chorus
all-the-lonely familiars, accordions in the mill of his come down Hometown stewards sloping portraits of isolation like from that kitsch painter Bua, slow motion pin-up in all the smart thug dormitories and even some rented houses and feminine stereo faces stare at those gumbi looking characters like overgrown visitors from the ancient future The spook who paces my threshold shouting fuck all the vigilantes, shouting look out (four) country torsos hunched toward the seed Cormack McCarthy era typa phobia had us grow two bellies each That makes 8 ways to call one for hunger and one for fear which is the same one for church (love) which is the cure for the other worship which means somebody knows you were a healer/starved/an informer/docile/unconcerned with the manchild wearing the hallucination on his notes like a wave cap or dribbling agape dreams of a well behaved afro wig wind proof and super sheen bouffant laughing himself awake to the phrases
Im telling on you
How you can say anything useful just cooperating with silence
Bigger
is my shhhh, justice
bigger is my hoodrich telepath in a rigorous woods I don't dare enter
