A kirkyard crooner, the doyen of his field, brings
customs neurons he considers contraband.
The maestro’s misused, when his choir, left in the wings,
ends the plainsong ringtone open on the stand.
Such is my resemblance, my brother down the mines,
my chemicals trailing off in the Palladium.
I dine out on ketones and aldehydes.
It’s all relative. I attend mass, I go platinum.
customs neurons he considers contraband.
The maestro’s misused, when his choir, left in the wings,
ends the plainsong ringtone open on the stand.
Such is my resemblance, my brother down the mines,
my chemicals trailing off in the Palladium.
I dine out on ketones and aldehydes.
It’s all relative. I attend mass, I go platinum.