he disappears when they pass the plate

Young Jimmy Spatula
flushes again

as a courtesy
to himself.
Beast reverb in
this blessed restroom

let us turn now to

page 22-eeee-leven,

for it is well with my soul

dampened by the wall

lingering in his stall

he hums along.

a charity to hum,

who never yet kneaded strange flesh.

paying himself a confidence

for,

never, 
even thru bad skin,

had he groped for bones to clamp his hands

hips and

never, like rinse water,

did he cup the skull of another

as a confidence

let him

touch her lip

stick to hymnal

pages. let him draw the message

to all the girls he's yet to kiss

starring rice, with very special guest...

I’m certain when it’s Ray Charles.
rice bathing in its own milky cloud.
that I can’t
but i will
or i won’t
cascade minor chord!
descend! step over the hint 
of victim emblazoned in highway orange.
End road work