Phantom Phantasm and
Phantom within phantom
–the Rolls Royce Grey Ghost
and his Grey Great Grand Damn Damme–
Wonder wander word wand wild world
–the barren Swedish snow is still a desert
as sure as any in Asia or Africa.
I don’t just better work–I
work better under high contrast and
Window sill and liquor still and bestill
my betraying heartbeat–I swear! I remain
indifferent to my expanding fascination.
Still I go on to go on
…and on and on and on…
Let me follow you–riding–into your
Black Cherry Forrest
Mr. Wolf Majesty–
I read the sealed communique from his
majesty’s chihuahua envoy.
We can joust
–I’m no kind of Faust!–
I am the Something More! Word-wise, then,
hit me with your best shot:
I’m every Duke, and
this is my apatizer to my white tiger’s powering
deep into my poetry.
Come find me! and chase me once more!
…from station to station.