What can I read her
What can I read her
on a Sunday MorningWhat can I do that will
somehow reach her
on a Sunday MorningI’ll read her the news of
The Indian WarsFull of criss-cavalry, blood
& goreStories to tame & charm
& moreOn a Sunday Morning
~~~Some wild fires
Searchout
a dry quiet kiss on leaving
~~~Like our ancestors
The Indians
We share a fear of ***
excessive lamentation for the dead
& an abiding interest in dreams & visions
What can I read her
on a Sunday MorningWhat can I do that will
somehow reach her
on a Sunday MorningI’ll read her the news of
The Indian WarsFull of criss-cavalry, blood
& goreStories to tame & charm
& moreOn a Sunday Morning
~~~Some wild fires
Searchout
a dry quiet kiss on leaving
~~~Like our ancestors
The Indians
We share a fear of ***
excessive lamentation for the dead
& an abiding interest in dreams & visions
