There is a soul living at the bottom of the world w/
whiskers like a cat licking herself smooth;
an orange cat who has roamed the universe over
taking his hunky-dory time; grandfather
was a Klansman & mama was a 'slave' never treated badly
until she met daddy; the earth spinning on its quest
for life-forms like its own; meteors,
girls on bicycles & hopped-up motorcycles,
earthy smelling peat lining the dirt road in bushels
leading to the mother lode of **** from the magical
backside of Babe the blue ox until his ****** fell out;
come down upon the holy sepulcher built
above the hole of safety where u squat in
the dark when the bombs hit one on top of anothe...