a study toward sonnet #1,330 by FisherKingKQJ

Double backed through late night, suave excesses,
To small girl shrieks, curvaceous, gorgeous girls,
Deep cut, midthigh hemmed black cocktail dresses,
Straps, halters, half backless; sharp bobs, perm curls.
The latent blinker lights caught, let go pearls-
Straggler smiles clicked toothy second guesses;
Feet bare, she swung high heels in wrist flick swirls,
Me going eye to eye - from bum to tresses.
Entrancing were her wendy-house small yelps,
She took pushy charge of piston action,
The back of van grips handy yoga helps,
I slid back, forth, mute, in tender traction.
A side door slid wide, between lamp post lights,
She thumbed at d cups, tinkered laddered tights.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 lights
o $10,000,000 beacons
o $10,000,000 torches

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a study toward sonnet #1,329 by FisherKingKQJ

"Prism Ollah, Olleh, Olluh, superstate"
Wizards warbled wards of wondrous city,
Dice cubes bounced through their hypnotic ditty
On clear gold roads, in tracks of trivial fate.
The parasol was opened into slate
Shepherd's sundial; nimrod straight up witty
Spoke of clock hour spokes, twelve shadowy gritty,
In sixty minute, sixty second weight.
Umbrella overturned plumb, into plane
Twelve house zodiac spike chart table,
Nauts gambolled dice for night wave wax and wane,
Monthly foretold what they'd if enable.
My guiding angle blithely kissed my brow,
She flew me up a flickering prism bow.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 brow
o $10,000,000 forehead
o $10,000,000 sinciput

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,328 by FisherKingKQJ

Found amongst my friends, I'd figure fickle,
The stubborn, bumptious, superficial sort,
They teased out why I took on worrywart,
Raised their hackles, why so primed, I'd prickle.
Worrywart stood petrified, last pickle,
Her bitten down nails broken skanky short,
I stepped in as good samaritan, to thwart-
We ran gauntlet, signed my tweak or tickle.
Past the purger, this scrubber, the cutter,
And past a pair of beautiful queen bees
Whose unsmiling eyes ours forced to flutter,
We slinked, my hand in hers, with bonding squeeze.
She's plays too sweet, and comes across as cloying,
A bite-to-knuckle-try-hard, ally bouying.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 cloying
o $10,000,000 overrefined
o $10,000,000 saccharine

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a study toward sonnet #1,327 by FisherKingKQJ

I'll drive a solar panel craft across the moon,
And housewarm a new built air bubble bach,
We'll have a lot of ours, keys, snib and latch,
New year's eve doesn't seem a day too soon.
From monthly cop shop auctions, bane and boon,
I'll bid and buy a flapper sofa, single scratch,
A vintage tinder tin or shipwreck hatch,
Such things I'll give you as your loving loon.
You'd call this vacuous, lightweight reverie,
Subprime clamour for our kind of people,
A bait swung low for each and every,
Nuptials rule your virtual nano steeple.
Melt in mouth french kiss, else cabbage cookie,
Petit chou, your love could break a bookie.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 cookie
o $10,000,000 biscuit
o $10,000,000 finger

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a study toward sonnet #1,326 by FisherKingKQJ

Dear Jo, girl pals gossiping lay out blame,
They'll say that you're far too far kindhearted,
From your pocket change you're quickly parted,
And nevertheless, I'm engrossed and game.
Dear Josie, eavesdrop stings, they talk you tame,
I chafe mute at how those rumours started,
Metaphysics fresh between line charted-
He beats you down until you're shy for shame.
Dear Josephine, their hyperbole haunts,
As run of mill and rule of thumb claptrap,
Another fellow hoards, a holding vaunts
In you and suffocates until you snap.
Jo dear, I hurt for you, please shin that schism,
Of ambivalence, paint my perfect prism.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 schism
o $10,000,000 crack
o $10,000,000 fissure

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,325 by FisherKingKQJ

That muse of mine elates through civil slurs,
Through chinese whispers, through chewed food mumbles,
Catches tunes through clicks, safe cracking tumbles
In stethoscope buds, meter breaking burs.
She whirrs near airborne, angle wings on spurs,
Alloy-chemy here alchemy humbles,
Out of pour lead plating pure gold crumbles,
Hers, cargo cults, read herring Babel blurs.
Word wander, speaking spoke, nim reading rod,
She clicked that parasol on clear gold street,
Red gold sparks bounced up where our tapped shoes trod,
Transparent gold bricks fine tuned cleat past cleat.
She'll grow forever, you'll gasp her gold dust,
I'll praise her pedomicrobium-wrought crust.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 dust
o $10,000,000 grain
o $10,000,000 powder

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,324 by FisherKingKQJ

I'd mouthed the stale words, do you want to dance?
To one girl said to be hot, but thought not
That hot, at least by me, her shrewish friend shot
Me puzzled looks, a blinking buzz off glance.
A shadowy bright latecomer beamed askance
In disco lights, her locks one red topknot,
The cashier franked her fist knight Lancelot-
I figured by my fist and circumstance.
She pleased, a doll at thirteen, taken twelve,
I took in slightest curves of straightest hips,
And promised myself never more to delve,
I'd feed her crush, and claim her willing lips.
I danced with her all night, I numbed at ease,
We french kissed under gables, floods and eaves.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 ease
o $10,000,000 calm
o $10,000,000 rest

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,322 by FisherKingKQJ

I'm liger-dude, trainer/agent, dash, whip, slash,
The hybrid larger than its parent parts,
My faghag tiger-chick fat lost sight of gash-
Was stood up on all her nine crouching starts.
We parry prices, we purr past panache,
We speculate in land, whitewash black arts,
We tip our hats to hush loot, claw-in cash,
We screw both seaboards with neap-tide charts.
My tiger-chick will pet her shedding puss,
In kitchen windows all day, feed a fright,
Then up the right of way will ride ex-wuss,
Yours truly, wised up, roaring rorts on site .
Our lovely neighbours sell out, say "They're sweet",
They tag a price for trappings on Queer Street.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 sweet
o $10,000,000 charming
o $10,000,000 nice

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a study toward sonnet #1,323 by FisherKingKQJ

Fart stains on your sharp collar tell the tale,
You've gone incognito, you cruise young gays;
I don't crave dunny haunts, Howe St heydays,
I toast the gastro bar and glass served ale.
You swore that you'd grown up, that you'd judged stale
And passe the stranger gropes, a peephole phase,
Turd crusted balls that chrysalis first stage,
Your uncle left you loot of late, you'd bail.
There I swooned - all set for civil marriage,
You were the One for me, and for all time,
Now you saddle up to straight disparage,
Now we're naff, ogle certified as slime.
Art gallery exhibits, lounge act larks,
All thrown aside for thrilling, dirty marks.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 larks
o $10,000,000 capers
o $10,000,000 japes

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS