funky like blue note with the b logo

ball baba’s batik, bunched below bones

bonobo brain blows backwards,

both bros bereaved, bereft backyard

bees buzz, birds bask, benefactors

beams burn but, boy, breath, better battle

ball baba’s boro, bunched below bones

used to whittle alabaster with a fold swiss army

now the cast recording script cast in woods’ gold sharpie

a foot soldier, army man lined up to armand hammer’s arm, my hand extended, corkscrew in the palm

making out with lost time

tasted iron on her lip

plagued water, fire under the ship

albatross on my hip, tied loose it’s starting to slip