is a bridge too far. over a
river about to be bombed.
i’m kidding it’s a rock that
can’t roll, but it knows the
lead singer. i pocket a rock
on greenwood ave. that’s
217 north to the kinfolk out
vesta. out vesty, mr. mcgee
used to say because that’s where
he lived. i don’t think i made that up.
long live the queen. and long live queen.
in queens, my mood is good if not a bit
elevated. last night the muzak stung my
soul, but björk, today, rocks me up and down.
