Dog Squirrel Wire

I call them
and they come —
Dog
Squirrel
Wire

Tree
Daffodil
even in winter
Daffodil
come

I shape them
in my mouth
name them
both
round

and sharp
and maybe
Hatred
barbed and never
satisfied

maybe Love
I tuck
in my cheek
like one
savage mint

I call my Father
and he comes
not how he is
but how
I irk him to be

If I say if God
sings
in the windchimes
who will refuse
the Wish

its tongue
Will I name today
Tomorrow
as tomorrow
never comes

Image: Aaron Burden on Unsplash

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