Shaman Surprise

Shaman Surprise

Suddenly I found myself
inside
The Old Gray Tom
Chasing rats down old dead end streets
Frightening dogs and coons
but never children

Using fences for my stage;
setting up all night squalls,
and seeking, finding
friendly femmes...

until the sun,
finding me scarred and torn,
uncovers some cool green lawn
between the cemetery stones,
and I sleep.

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