the car’s lights
make fireflies of rain
& the lights are on
in high-rises
as the wind lullabies them to the shakes
& shivers / fallen from some hell
an angel tries on shoes
a polar bear
in another angel’s dream
wanders supermarket aisles shoplifting booze
& it was a good thing they left the
park
when they did, the rain comes down more
wildly
in sideways gusts & in the lights
of the car makes
fields of golden wheat
under a soft & placid sky
the pond moves stilly
its surface a mystic writing pad
is that your new winter coat
an airplane blinks in the sky
looking good in heels
& slender throat
the high-rises have wandered away
winterreise / safe dosage
~
once upon a time an old man
was by order of the authorities
tasked with carrying a box of beards
from the ends of one earth to the ends of
another
then one day he sat down by the roadside
& tried
one of the beards on for size
& he became a beautiful princess &
disappeared
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