Winged Eel Fingerling

From the Spotlisght Kid sleeve, with accompanying poem: No B.O. for this boy… it’s like a winged eel fingerling crawling thru lime jello… it’s like a chrome black eyebrow rolled out real long… a paper brow magnifying glass fried brown, edge scorched, yoked like a squeak from a speaker behing forhead of the time, licorice schtick open tube of valuable JuJuBees.Read More →