a pump of bony pelvis / ode to michael jackson

cover your mirrors

a phantom has passed

in the end

we will all look

like michael jackson

a hypnotist

dandy

sexy spirit of corpses

vodou’s ghede in sunglasses

a pump of bony pelvis

he-he was as pale

as a manga superhero

as smooth as zorro

a limber zombie

singing thriller

a minstrel

in reverse

a gloved black power fist

curled tight around an aching

crotch (daggonnit baby ow)

oh michael i loved you

you king without borders

you emotional pauper you pop

you sure-footed lunatic

you flying lost peter

your irresistible girl voice

floating out of a grown man’s

ever-shifting timeless

chiseled troubling face

you were your own race

you mess of delicious gender

you queer jolly roger

you masturbation good

you lover not a fighter

you earth-quaker

you perfect music maker

you screaming-fan-fainter

you fedora flicker

you james brown snicker

you slicker

he-he was a childish child embracer

our american disaster

our american anthem

the original idol

gaudy godlike and only man

the ultimate

cross over

act

irrevocably crossed

over

his graceful genius

body

gone

too soon

too soon

said, cover your mirrors

to hear ghede laughing

but in the end we are still

looking

for michael jackson

© 2009 by Lenelle Moïse