Dedication to Tonya Brown
(Queen Bee & The Blue Hornet Band)
great burning sky set afire by the
whirlwinds of the whore’s cleansing breath.
The wanderers use your light to guide their poetic sojourns
Spawning , play through the night. Oh,
Queen of the blue
smooth and snug in velvety garb.
Shake our bones
Unite our lips
with the wind
reflect the sky
in the pale glare of your eyes.
Thank God for the great Southern Swirl.