Somewhere in the midst of infiniti |
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| Sun Sessions | |||||
| After Otis Blackwell | |||||
| '56. | |||||
| Amphibious, | |||||
| barely out of his tail. | |||||
| Heat in his mouth. Don't | |||||
| Perhaps he is trying | |||||
| to swallow it. | |||||
| The bull-frogs on backing | |||||
| inflate. Be true. Oo oo oo. | |||||
| On the tough acoustic | |||||
| Of an empty pool. Don't | |||||
| To a heart. Doo wah | |||||
| That's cruel. Sha la la. | |||||
| De dum. I mean | |||||
| cruel. Wo wo wo wo. | |||||
| And true. | |||||
| Lavinia Greenlaw | |||||
| Minsk | |||||
| Faber and Faber, 2003 | |||||