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STONES AND PILLOWS
      for Louis Jordan and Louis Prima

Obese galavanters, affable morticians, disconnected idlers, lapidaries, diarists,
     sex spies and lapsed comedians
(the list is endless and the people listless)
collide astride their pride's twin and dying parts -- artistry of sorts and
     assumed ascending ancestry.

Sam, there may be silent witnesses out there, (John Does on hold on the
     telephone with untold incendiary news)
and philosophies get old, Moe (flawless were a lot of moldy figs some
     beboppers scoffed at). Beware my brothers beware
and buzz me before the brickbats, if and when, fly at you again -- your preferred
     imaginative excesses deferred and decried yet dyed-in-the-wool.

Moe, it was an evolving love enhancing surprise and
I had no idea how much will my mother and father would show in her last and
     not so advanced years. My father still.

by Michael Jay Price