The Last American

Baby, please don’t go…

Franklin, St. Vincent.
I understood his accent, not.

Baby, please don’t go…

Buford would stray.
Buford would fly.
Out from Brooklyn, too.

Baby, please don’t go down to New Orleans..

The octogenarian anonymity,
worked in sales and in Beirut.

We shared a loss, Jennifer Jones.

I caught it on public television,
friday night, it was a wonderful

afternoon–out of the house.

Girl, I love you so…

Mark Jupiter, what in the hell to tell?

Baby, please don’t go.