Stab Wound at a Knife Convention

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Hi Wjames. Good golly, what a poem.
It made my eyes get big!
Get me on the express
away from Burlap Stinkhole!



The bartender at the Burlap Stinkhole                                   I see burlap as a wonderful metaphor to grief, stinkhole screams darkness.
is an old time freight train with coal stained teeth                   I like how coffee is used as a metaphor to keeping an engine running, brilliant.
and an engine cough that's rattled the screws
in the conductor's cabin.                                                      don't know why this is in intensive, my comments are too soon limited to interpretation

He'll smooth your kinks if you scratch his back                      not sure how you would reach over the bar to do that
with the right rake, but don't touch his scabs                        and would one want to?
if you like looking in the mirror. (*)I like how mirror is used two-ways, here. Amazing.

Mention my name                                                                 
and he'll introduce you
to his dog's stomach.                                                            is this vomit or an act of submissiveness

I gave his sister a rash                                                           the purveyor seems to serve his own class
penicillin won't touch.


(*)afterthought