Keraisie
Over coffee, he said,
That's keraisie
man . . .
the way you tickle
tongues, make verbs
laugh , not superficial
but big and official ,
no one nods off
in your audience
Some
rageaboutaudacity
and your "apparent" lack
of sensitivity
(interpretations,
transliterations of
unconscious folk,
awakened)
Yeah, that's keraisie
man . . .Just the way
poetry should be -
smooth enough
to wrinkle skin -
them, suddenly
jumpin out of it
Deborah Russell © 2005
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