The ancestral drift of dinner plates

5:15 am egg glow

a smile in a mirror

old antique wall

ghost teeth

a creepy smile

an old hat in a mist

a scarecrow in dawn’s early light

a fake patriot

cradling a cobalt bomb and a Bible

in flames

burnt toast in the air

poems of debris

lovelocks swaying

in an apocalyptic morning breeze

blonde and braided

velvet curtain pulls

at a blood-red opera

a scarecrow girl

working the downtown diner grill

hash browns and hashtags

do dirt and dreams matter

in a world of capitalistic splatter

sore teeth, sore minds

black welt bubble babies

skeleton parades

tears of love in April

fits of rage in November

A turkey thrown

cranberry sauce upturned

A wet berry bloodbath

weird Uncle Rage’s screams of agony

screams of frustration

close the magical eyes

multicolored tulips

under the sun

it smells like breakfast

and a woman undone.