A Desk of the Autumn 80's (21st sonnet)

A T.S. Elliot poem transcribed by Andrew Mikkelson and Courtney Jensen in 1999...

Penile alter in the private mate
Throbs upstairs with the safety gate
Swooshing all it knows on an empty slate...

Listen to the smile of Monica's outfit
And feel the anguish of service
A hummer to screen the screen
And a word to calm the mind.

Listen to thine alter of time
Like a dirty old man
With a voluptuous hand of sex
and a big stick organ-

With the sky of grey-
And the early worm screws the bird.