Playing Bass With My Butt

I pretend I’m polythene good-
lookin and girn and
bump. Chicks dig backbeat.
I’m no spring but I slap.
Come grok my band
Spinal Clack.


Playing Synth With My Eyebrow

Bangles beat no buried treasure -              
trail down my camel leg. I sly-kick.
I sneak that jubilant calf thru
QuickTime just to bluff
that manic morning
off your face.


Playing Ukulele In The Dark

Baby flowers pop out
with a thumb kiss. Clean potting,
broken wildness. Is this
honeysuckle world flacked
in a jar? Open, open.