Strangers watching television in the living room and I don’t even realize that I’m at home. I was sure that I didn’t own a TV that size. Turns out that someone brought it over and jacked my Wi-Fi and they were watching antics at the Dylan household. Seems Bob was getting fresh stuffing for an evening out.
one leg thicker than the other
difficult upper teeth
cruel smiles
from his own premises
things were as they should be
Mister Bob Dylan in grade school boots
a gentleman and an intentional Christian
understanding his penis had gone Quixote
CONVERSATIONAL POETRY 