december's puppetry dark daylight
(toys and roasted seeds play music)
(a general din of mechanized ignorance sings)
(emphatically, by whatever means)
angels, demons,
punch, judy, the jovial and the banshees take to
singing carols of ripe to seed...
"bleed me womb thirsty wanting
you wanting this wanting
that wanting wanting me
wanting ever wanting..."
so sometimes
when the solstice slides
thin edging time
I change focus to
survival dance step
stagecraft cover ass
and by mistaking
humility for love
sometimes even well water
is just rusty rain with knives
telling dreams
the acts to guide
the play on home
EJR ©
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