Black Stooges

Why deal?
And then appeal?
To pirate along
And it’s not alive
I don’t know if I can lead
The wielder beast
And he’s white
Soggy lies
And I’m awake
It’s hot in here tonight
And there’s not a lot of light
What are you?
And what is he?
Apposed to work
And I sit aloud
Moats of rays
And in my way
The wings collide
And it’s lonely
Seems to be
That we could eat
The world of war
And I’m wound