Six to a Bed

Somewhere in
the long journey
his father forgot
how to tie a bow tie
without wrinkles.

His mother often felt
as if she had been
vellicated by the
feathers of a raven.

When he tried to play
the piano in the snow,
his fingers stuck
to the keys.

Listening carefully,
her nonchalant beauty
heard a choir
of dusty angels.

Her long-legged father
continued to instigate
fractious events at random
well beyond his death.

Her mother was seen
vacationing in the rain
in the darkest cities
she could excavate.

Appeared in Surrealties