Proofs of Purchase

The following thoughts have filtered from a mind that has been oversaturated with images, screams, romance, text, and sounds since The Carter Administration. If you are not satisfied, then I recommend a double chocolate brownie from Starbucks with a tall bold of the day.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Father MC

A tisket
A tasket
A Gulf Coast gasket
Blown to smithereens
Drops careen off primed walls
Newly installed with dry faith
Faith that dried the people's tears
Faith that calmed the wounds
From the gales whipping the Mississippi jellyfish
Aunt Katrina's mean old death wish
One night, BP fishes for trouble
Invites Vanessa over, a jeopardy double
After the Saints marched in, riding Colts
Filling the house with hurricanes from yours truly, Pat O'Brien
Hand grenades lobbed with heat
A Bourbon Street swap meet
Cupid throws drunk stars
Nessa opens up too far
Start to kiss men
Staining up salt beards
Before they hit bars
They were it
Her palms of oil said so
Men run to kiss Vanessa back
She's it
Then she runs to kiss Obama
He says nope, I don't drive anymore
Vanessa still has it
Swamp folk got it again

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