take these broken wings
our parents lying sidebyside with a bro wedged in
we druids danced to secondline swing the soil soaked
+tadpole (a few swimming against the shetl tide)
blackbirds singing in the dead wetlight no brokenwings here
no bodies needed anymore heartbreastbladder what for?
angels fear to tread in human form i wonder why?
now saints +spectral our peeps floating above paganchildren
football horse silkgown soon the kids won’t need their bodies
+marvel at how quickly this new reality alights
weren’t we just destroying gardens on a bright Mother’s Day?
cops called wildchildren spanked by football bro he of the oily
white ashes resting in sacred ground
all the while the Reaper winks
they to pizza parking tickets
final 3rd +drinks
Spring 2023 ..RIP frances lee +marty..