Duane Vorhees

POONTANG JUBILEE: THE OBJECT OF OUR INTERCOURSE

This diet of salsa and meringue
weds ricochet to boomerang,

wrecking ball to rocking chair.

Arquebus quells harlequin,

while balsa envies the hickory

and will urges the unwilling.

Where cutter’s bow ignores the buoy.

Like orangutans with the palsy,

we do that salsa and merengue.

(My proud mother ego muse wanted me to make a lyric that was silvery articulate, wanted me to create music that was wildly meticulous; id wanted to make magic, a heroic playboy image with a song instead that leered. – Duane Vorhees)