But I can’t I don’t know why The barred owls talk to each other
Early afternoon as I try to explain about my sister They know
Somehow I failed her The hunting is good but the past
Has its own quirky search engine Has its own revolution
That tells the deer not to fear the coyotes They say
Hypertension is the silent killer An enlarged heart
Suffocated her in her sleep Then strode out into the street
To make another visit down the public road It’s too early
For the hummingbirds to helicopter in This is not a celebration
This is a longing for the sister Who was a pixie with pointed ears
Who made the fox eat from her hand Somehow I quit her when
She stole money from our mother Mother who came back
As a bobcat on the prowl in the suburbs I failed them all brother sisters
Father mother The search engine tells me somehow I could have done better