Until Orphan

 

Hay thieves cry in the city's gold

if you are caught - then enjoy it

drone over the cobblestones 

                                  on hard rims

with a pointed chocolate seed

Milestones lift you up

Target is the sperm you breathe

name any weight 

      wearing high heels in the cabbage

enjoy your way through the zoo

butterflies flutter up

with divorce big wings

Mom enjoy your egg and the sound of it

the death of joyful feet turns gray

into orphan

Mother Mother Mother 

the moose eats cabbage rings

eggs are the drops of your eyes

Oh, mother quilts give voice to eyes

we call them dreams

just ask what such a hum fitz

quiet and bumpy

do to your hen hair

stingray smoke from our wings

stingray smoke completely orphaned

I follow the fluff 

   of the wind through the city

thrusts the lake back into the eye

until orphan again.