Plaza Pink and Blue

1.

No escape

wanting not to hide

out

in the open plaza

where you can grab me

upside down

shaking me

fizzing like a bottle of Pepsi

2.

I am deserted

most of the week

except Saturday night

reading

your mind

to a crowd

slow dancing

into the hot of the cold

3.

April nerves flexing

everyone with unwanted names

and losing weight where they want

showing off once in their life

so sad

we all fall down

eventually on our knees

bleeding kneecaps

4.

Our mothers crying

as to what

we have become

in the plaza underneath heaven

great songs of remorse

violins screeching

faces swelling into salty tear bags

popped eardrums

5.

Lonely horizon

lined with old street lamps

flames

snakes wiggling

up our naked legs

stamping our heels

to each

our rhythm

6.

Daddy finding us

saving us

with an old fashioned spanking

leading us home

where all the streets

have windows lit

with grandma

hugging us back to purity.