Black Fourty Seven

Black Fourty Seven drove me home
In my car
I was too drunk to walk
And the party was at his place.

He wanted to make sure I didn’t kill anyone
While driving the Eisenhower thruway
And the party was atomic
With The Jesus And Mary Chain.

We drank more there
With Chaos
A ripped nightclub security
And Lady Japan and her Chip.

I went to lay down after a round
On Black Fourty Seven’s bed
And soon made my way
To the bathroom.

The toilet had slimy rounded edges
And when I looked up after
At the shower
I could tell that the place was no paradise.

Black Fourty Seven got a bottle of Jack
That I delivered to his brother
Another Clive Barker
The next afternoon.