Cardinal Sundowns
tell me of the shadows
hither in St. Nicholas
late in the evening
in the gibber and gabber
with domino Roger
late in the evening
baba baba
in the bean poles
in the beetroots
late in the evening
with the squawk and squeek
of plastic
knees on palms
twins of my bosoms
tittering and skithering
jimmied into shiny skin
zim tim
microclusters
in yonder elms
dark hawks
hear us