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stork daddy
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the front page was recycled today
hale and hearty was FDR
proclaiming war,
so many of us are private cripples
public heroes.
the empty bed is whitewashed
in the morning light
to become just another piece
of furniture, not the end
that it is, the portent
of our inner imaginings.
the birds go chirpy chirpy
the boys in the park
go merry merry
all along the sidewalk
the leaves like lemmings
roll.
the front page is new death
old tricks, everything is a new
pattern, but the closer
it is to one we know
the more we can say
this must be done
this must be done
like the boys going merry merry
or the birds going chirpy chirpy
your eyes take the conversation
then my eyes,
eclipsing ascendencies
front page news.
this city, that city
a boiling traffic jam
of pretense -
what happens when our desires
are condensed
are answered so much
we become demanding.
are you ever afraid
that if you were to pull
back the skies,
they would be covers
over just another empty
bed?
just another binary distinction
was this, now is this -
eclipsing ascendencies
an empty bed
or the merry chirpy
of new morning
and old war.
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