"King Prion"
--Hooooooo!
Used to haunt the lobby, while you stood there
in your Capezios, white-ankled as anything tied to a spit.
Playing the boy Isaac to anybody's Daddy-Abbie.
Whazzat Latin and Whoozat beggar French.
His hat blade cut the murk above his antibody.
His switchhand switched like a cat.
I call that man lucky who, sitting next to you
in the afterglade goddess.
Goddess- dragged the lad over the River, Him-her,
then dragged the river over that.
We dragged the river for his alley marrow.
His tender cock lept up like a robin
in spring, where the cord snuck up
to the shutter-like medical tubing.
You thought you could death on your own terms.
Do the reverse frug, the Maria Montez.
Mmmmmm like a negative bullet blank or credit card balance.
Nice try, hot shot King Prion, King Prion, King.