lullaby

hush & buy you, & mockingbird
you sing, but only what yr told &
keep yr eye on that flag, still high, buy
& buy you & horse & cart & yr only
as good as what you sell to what
you buy next, o sweet economy, o
sweet town, still favored & filled
with apples.

lullaby

are you sleep yet
closen eyes and
dream our you

darken father
belly rub and
starry say

fencing post and
blurring gallop
horsen down

feather moon
curlen bug
okay

lullaby

go to sleep little radio
little turtle, little shell
shine in yr sleep & gleam
little bomb, little song
yr time has come to listen
yr time has come to fall
come yr babies, yr cradles

lullaby

our city in one of its stories is
healed off smote my right ear hush
not a word in wind blows over rock
with a corresponding kiss of when
the flagpole breaks in words as
witnesses swords and fall skin said
down will come unto it is enough

lullaby

bitter pain, like a wind,
don't tell me you don't have
sickness, in yr bones,
yr time is yr head pressed
in glittering tunnel, stitches,
this acute moment to consider
one more last finger tap, tap,
pull yrself together little bat
descending canopy of qualia, cloud,
tell me again about the passage of
white, weather

lullaby

& good night & sweet
moon & put yr dream
out & sleep moon & good
light & put the night
out & slip light & sweet
tight & sleep kite

should moon, should glide
should lend, should flight