Sling over your slingover bag

as you walk your baby

yes, you

along shaded boulevard

on boughs where trash bags’

Song in the hot wind

can’t suffocate you

rock-a-bye baby

on cobblestones laid by hands

never deserving of a name

only thing higher than you-

r safe haven is




peeking nosily over into the whole city’s business

entitled eyes of god

cast no light on burrowing landfill types

dumpy diggers


those on their knees every day

except sunday


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