Miami
What can I read her
What can I read her
on a Sunday Morning
What can I do that will
somehow reach her
on a Sunday Morning
I’ll read her the news of
The Indian Wars
Full of criss-cavalry, blood
& gore
Stories to tame & charm
& more
On a Sunday Morning
~~~
Some wild fires
Searchout
a dry quiet kiss on leaving
~~~
Like our ancestors
The Indians
We share a fear of sex
excessive lamentation for the dead
& an abiding interest in dreams & visions
