great poem. makes me smile, a habit when reading your poetry.
'dropped off a leg, an arm, the head...
took the head to the bar, just to surprise.
later, wiping the paint off our faces,
clearing our eyes,
ol' snowball arrived, on a silver tray,
eating from a nosebag: sweet old
Keep rewriting my stuff and some day you will be....well, I guess, just re writing my stuff
love lines 4 and 5 - it does capture something of the after show excitement - and wonderfully genteel, quite romantic in the sense of nostalgia, i feel the happy throng here.
as for the writing...
needs no changes.
oh forgot to sign properly
Mong horses ass Pong
I have always been wary pf while also in awe of the throng
Larry crowded house Shallow
Always remember that Larry loves you and keep smiling
Larry rear gunner Lark