Being a Verse of a Larger Story
pappy’ll treat a drink
like a wo
man on the rocks
but straight
out of Mason’s
glass legacy
now he’s had two
now it’s
three four
the clank of jar
on still turned
bar with no
tender in sight
sister baby counts
rivers to sleep
mississippi one
mississippi two
crawdaddy one
crawl daddy two
preach say
rivers go to the sea
to meet their
holy maker
and preach prays
in a funny way
our father who
hast given us heaven
in our land
and time
like a secret
best already told
like no tomorrow
or better today
jordan waters one
jordan waters two
where no michael
waits with no boat
and no shore
for to alleluia upon
sister baby hears
the clink of five
the pound of six
down and two or so
to go
before
pappy’ll come
wondering where his
that’s his is
and she’ll be counting
and he’ll declare owner
ship by possession
loseyourhatsee one
loseyourhat see two
where no rule
is made to be
golder pappy
‘ll outdo junior seed
in hunk
if not in hankering
makes the faint
amens of preach
downright
gentle
like a tire iron
hitting mud
sewanee one
sewanee two
a little salt
on the lamb
‘s blood
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