top of page

wild and wild and wilder still


Hop! Away! A-through we go!
Frightening the Never-Never!


Once a bitter show-man’s show,
Now a screaming fetal lever.


Under, back, a-through again!
Cherries ripe with holy water—

In denial of their sin,
Not a son and not a daughter.

Liminality abounds!
Safe and sound with walnut pickers.

Lift the pitcher, tightly wound,
And covered head to toe in stickers.

Wild and wild and wilder still—
Never-ending reign of anger,

Through and ‘round and stopped at will
Consternation’s timeless clangor.


bottom of page