onto superia

She sheep feeds the marionette of my organs
with clumps of rice cakes
blocks from dirt farms
a bestiary of frameless beds
we roam-inspect the beige mansion
like handmaidens of sonar
ceiling fan wind torrent
raise vaccine flags
defy all gravity children
on currents, we are surgical
jap engineers, wiring in the walls
call the specialists to turn on the lights
greet the father in-law
whose ministry is his face lines
somewhere, a stray balloon
somewhere, natural light from windows
and yet
we search for portents in chandeliers
#poem, #poetry, #writing, #irvingpaulpereira

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