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A Wedding After All

Open the windows!

We can’t breathe, but

Stuff the rooms with breaths of flowers, It's a party!

Queen Anne had to decline --

The plague, you know --

But she sent her lace for the tables.


Look alive!

The Guests are hungry!

Let them eat thick cream,

Suck lemon slices, black chicken feathers

Let them fill their bellies on pollen

And a light spring breeze,


But they are hungry for love.

Entertain us!

Drip sweet kisses on command,

Tears like wine

To make us honeybee-drunk.


Now soft comes night,

And a gift is due.

We cross-hatch the arches of our feet

A little blood in your soil,

A little sorrow

For your corn

To grow tall.