Honeycomb

Shadows extend east
And cortazar stares at women shuffling by
Who blot their lips from violent men
And say: God bless you
I sulk with pause
And loving mariachi soars against
The red and yellow tents of strangers
Gifting geese the ends of bread
8, 12, 13 hours and the people keep
Fighting for sleep, for rest

I'm reluctant to stay sad
Life beyond is a field a flowers
My love is a nervous child
Lapping from the glowing lagoon
Of their presence
My love is a bulging, blue-faced fool
Hung from the throat
By sunflower stems