Dedication to Tonya Brown

      (Queen Bee & The Blue Hornet Band)



Oh 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 midnight hour,


                                                smooth and snug in velvety garb.




                                                Shake our bones


                                                Unite our lips


                                                with the wind


and reflect the sky


                                                in the pale glare of your eyes.



                                    Thank God for the great Southern Swirl.