First day of the hurricane season,
lover, our year of precarious living,
so please watch your step. Don't swallow
that bayou stoopdown, or prowl like your own
best fool through Creole colonial archways
around Jackson Square. Your scared bravado's
up for grabs, don't let anyone catch you
drowning your troubles on the levee
where the self-congratulators gather like dust
off brewhouse barrels at the Jax plant
for some stud-bucket's hop-light
mimicry. Where it's all about gimmickry
of gimcrack and fanny-whack,
blackslap bluster and manic calm-
dissolving metaphors for market share.
To read the rest of "Credo in Blue" pick up a copy of vol. 7, no. 1 in our webstore. Also don't forget about our Halloween special where you get a 2-year subscription for the price of 1. Subscriptions start with vol. 7, no. 1.