—ONE TOKE OVER THE LINE, SWEET JESUS

 

 

Rat-ta-tat

 

Andy Warhol and I

are in trouble again 

something I said 

about his hair has

taken a wrong turn

like a swing off I-5 

into the unknown

where gangbangers await

And I’m ready for it now

for once 

my skeletal chest 

poked open like a 

barren scarecrow

waiting for the first

melodic rat-ta-tat

patter of bullets

doing to me 

what I never had 

the nerve to do myself