SO

So you heard the news, you know it

knees bent, edema and calloused

you know it now, absolute

Under the art of painted eyes smiling, the scent of Soho cracks the truth

yeah

cracks the tufted leather chairs, the greenlight after greenlight after

I heard the news, got the greenlight real easy, real true

It just seeped through my skirt from the ectoplasma

top billing

You felt the wetness- the slow sense, the creep of the universe responding

then turned around a stomp on your nose, a grimiced beauty, woah!

my grace, a stomp lead to a punch lead to a throw

Woah 

What a font!

A litter of BCC’S

Pulverized employee’s

A new kind of death

You turned around and caught your flummoxed breath on the seat, hence

bended knees, crafted in print

a poor bet

guard your pens

front page

Quite a roster

Quite a bruise to the leadbelly, the leader, here’s to membership dues.