Bitch + Robe = Ghost

by wechslerh66

you took the war out of warmth
& left me with a moth
drawn to dying flames
& elephant names

but some flames never die
the dead will never grow old
our tale will be untold
without you

you wore black robes
took black beauties
smoked Djarum blacks
wiggled black booty

wrote of black love
wore a black velvet coat
before I blacked out
became your black ghost

you were Mother Judge
of the kangaroo court
you were blackberry belle of the ball

now I’m begging your honor
won’t you have mercy baby
I’m doing the twist & crawl