Devotions

To have had this hazard on our hearts get bad enough
to have had this discussion appear suddenly like the song scenes in Carmen Jones used to seem silly like a rut in the plot but now I get it and I thought about singing aloud too

A saddle fell from the sky and smashed a hydrant. Gallop if you can't sing, run the answer into the bleachers like a scandal secretly appreciates every indulgence. It's dandyism, it's trendiness again. A sophisticated comment instead of riot like the body fell out of a sad oath

Later on camera I panicked and picked my father out of a line-up to keep him safe from time. He sings for us when we think we're waiting alone at an Augusta bustop and the saddle is on its way down to peg the broken water for hope it has our blood on all kinds of tracks and they take bets on who's bad enough