Dedication to Tonya Brown

      (Queen Bee & The Blue Hornet Band)

Oh great burning sky set afire by the     

                                                                                                                                                                                                whirlwinds of the whore’s cleansing breath.

                                    The wanderers use your light to guide their poetic sojourns

                        Spawning , play through the night.  Oh, Queen of the blue midnight hour,

                                                smooth and snug in velvety garb.

                                                Shake our bones

                                                Unite our lips

                                                with the wind

and reflect the sky

                                                in the pale glare of your eyes.

                                    Thank God for the great Southern Swirl.