ram-horn

baba grande frou
the heights are thin and tall
that cower on the edge
before the fall
down

it comes
round the bend
with trucks and grills
bucks and pills
calls and dolls
sacks and crawls

a ram-horn to the chest
an anger beams
and shines
through
the tendons of the neck
the spasm of death

it cards to the angeled gown
that flows in winter wind snow
it billows and blows
from the froth
of chocolate
the smell
of gingered dough
in the oven mit

the mother on the couter top
goose in a sweater
presents under the tree
wrapped with boughs
by laura and lee

boxes they have corners
three lines to point
point point point point
point point point point
and that's it

the rounder creatures
bobble and roll
round the tree
orders abound
three, two, and one
a play of approximate mounds

but this is spring
so birds chirp your sound!
awake the depressed!
shake and show
bobble and go
to the river, brook, and day!
the expensive chips of mandalay!
roll a 20!