Neil's On The Moon

after Gil Scott-Heron

She may lose it all tonight
Neil's on the moon
can't guarantee a thing you know
Neil's on the moon
she's lying down across the bed
Neil's jumping up and down
she may lose it all tonight
while Neil's on the moon
her thighs blast out a desperate song
Neil won't be long
the first time is always the first
and Neil's on the moon

Miami Vice

for o. q.

Dressed like Don Johnson
he strolls into the literary crowd
like a lion
confident that the savannah
will adhere
to the line of poetry he paints

full of himself
because he has to be
you can't have it
any other way
or it doesn't work

the ego and the id
are always in the driver's seat
vice is a virtue
to the poet and the priest
draw the line if you will
it will not draw itself