American dream

time spent,
the planet collapsed and the gravid Queen wailing.
turn your face and let your mind drift out of focus.

That’s not a man. That’s Michelangelo’s David.

—Michael? It’s me.
Yes, I remember.
—The children couldn’t be with us tonight. Tell us how you did it, Michael.

meltful Michael
straight-strong Michael
another port and lemon, Michael?

—Michael? Let me see your hands.
See, I sought my enemy and found myself.
—Yes, you have such beautiful eyes. Come, let us count the stripes on the flag. Are you a prophet in need of disaster?
Isn’t it meaningful! Pass me the lemons.

well wishers watching the wishing well, wishing

wake up
cup your hands
and pour your trembling face

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