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Den Mother Or Father

Sweet dreams to the untitled law offices
where you can’t cash your checks or touch the art.
Two men wait outside cutting the deed to your house
leaving you with an RV because there are two many legsto fit into a tree house.

You’re all grown up and alarmed about
how she goes around the corner. So you yell
words like these: “Use the emergency exit”. “Watch out
for the villager who looks into cribs”. “He expects to
spoon-feed you white noise from a dirty recliner”.

And so with new liftoff—to make the grass greener —
you build pyramids like prisons to release variations;
keep your new dictionary inside with the security guard
tiny ear to the big floor because the bullets combine
abstract with literal. First time visitors still believe that
guns can’t be heard over elevator music

but they still offer a $100 reward
for a photo of their son or daughter’s
reflection over neon rocks.

Wait till the matinee to start asking
“Mother were you pleased?” For now
just reach for branches; hide your baby
in an expensive barrel inside an igloo,
hoping the camera will not be attacked by locusts.



Written by Patrick J. Tiernan


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