POTTY BRIGADE
Moon madness I live sweetly
& those placards
Jesus protect her on the toilet because Jesus
Planet of blue, white-crested tides & pull weights
Am wide to goals in your book & the how of love
How to love one’s neighbor in this bullhorn rain
Because the innocent children because innocence
& the physical location of humane hearts is where ?
We all eat the same Milk, cool & white,
poured into coffee, any other breakfast, some eggs
She wears coral, peacock blue, a silk scarf
& all of us wrapped limbs in cloth stuff, wool, cotton
I am betting everyone a little time ‘to go’ here
Let’s dye hell the community toilet color
Because hell
& the Lord pees here too so loudly because the Lord
Many of us & a few of us just running public
shame, those voices calling
genders
In this moon madness
You’ve got to give in & move to the moon but they
don’t read this appearing nowhere & out loud
The true bird so let’s take it, sprint towards love
True bird of crow anger, stubborn goose
Or, who a person feels themselves to be, also them
Blooming a word ‘for this’ captivity narration
Also their loves, strapped to their hearts I do not
comprehend don’t want but
need to
& this is more moon madness just white forsythia
Or, how I hate the table but try to swallow bread
The little white bowl this toilet’s porcelain & H2 O
Maybe not just sugar but kindness, also knowing
How, a nation divided, one moon, slivers
& what makes Jesus weep, the differing opinions
& makes youth in their moments, unprotected
To be told who you aren’t, your gender
A real danger now, not like eating persimmons
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