Disobedience
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The sky is oiled orange
gleaming along the metal
and matte of cement steps
Where she sits between
rainless thunderheads
and radiant heat
Motionless and at war
while shame battles anger
in ceaseless stalemate
Stealthy in bare feet
three bandits come.
Prize swivels high between
striped green leaves.
A sudden car trip in the dark.
Your blue hands
curled in the coffin.
A long pendulum dip
Followed by
Splattered drops
Mountains are earth, rebelling
Straining against dirt-ness
against gravity
A poem about a little girl sitting in a whicker chair, watching a parade go by from her spot in the bay window.
Mother portions them out
one-eighth of a cup
in six mounds, cupped