the girl
in the novel
is 14
and
to the old mans
gnarly offer
of
confiscated
aged-in-the-keg
double-rectified
busthead from
madison county
as
to
maybe help her
maybe shift her cold
she says
i would not put
a thief in my mouth
to steal my brains
her boxfresh eyes
seeing the truth of it
and
laying
clear
my
old
intentions
better than i ever did
in one hundred thousand poems
of the liquid ballroom
and its urgent resupply
and i read on
keen
to hear
her wisdom
on what it was i should put in my mouth
to
aid
said brains
lawful return
cos lord knows
id invited the brain thief inside
as often as dusk came
and the day turned itself
to purple shadow
and ego announcement
and
when
it
was
he
did
leave
he
didnt leave easy
or empty handed
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