William Kempe loves Biz Markie
For David Larsen
By Jack Morgan
Come undo this button, fool,
for Bozo, Busta Rhymes,
Just a friend, who hates me less
than the foulest cliques and cousins.
The gravity of our wombs is greater
than the mottled hand I gave you
in the end of jigs to Oakland
when flowers were in fashion
and ink-faced grooms we took in arms
for poems and lack of fame.
My coxcomb crown is not your style
but please still kiss my skull.