Stilted hat tricks
merely bites of the blues
staring at her ass
stately comely hairless huge
one seam for insertion
saxophone full depth
soulful immersion
like the tunnels of any real city
waited baited reverberated time was lost
Kitty, Kitty how much will it cost?

Should we?
Could we?
surely! she said,
I'll show you my corners and alleys
and way cool cats
its not too much to pay
just all you gots
to blow your horn
it's all I axe

It's not beat
It's not a true crime
your name be in the paper
section four bottom page nine
see doin' me
is the only way
t' know man history
sunny side, dark side
of the concrete street

traveled far
and got nowhere
seen a lot
of what wasn't there
been blind to that in front of you
come home now
to the concrete street
do me now
cool boy
you was born for concrete under your feet
do me,
the real heat