by Danny "Don Juan" Henrey
On the lacy quilt
The pink silk jammies shimmer:
Bedtime in Kensworth.
Artfully fashioned
In the acetylene glow,
Jenny’s steak’s well done.
Raymond’s korea
Is like an LG to truth:
Well, that’s what he says…
Karen in midtown
Like a darting hummingbird
Enters the boutique.
Well—I’m sorry—but…
That ’gator had it coming;
Ate my croquet ball.