underwood

underwood oh
underwood

i saw
you in the five
and dime

underwood
would you
be mine

       let me upright
live before your tumbling
    cascade of
                keys

touch you tack
alacka lacka
lack

my thoughts

your serious gray
bod we could be the
mod

situated for day long
reverie

pressed true
into the sheets

your sexy silver
chassis

pressed you

underwood oh
underwood

press my life
into ribbons
please