Bits of coin

 

15 November 2021

Stately, plump (without

The stately) Steve Bannon smirks

Insurrectionist

His new brand, sells coins

Of what remains of the realm

Word begins with R

Says Radhika, it’s

Getting reputation back,

Not reparations

I say    when we said

You trill your r’s in Spanish

She trilled every sound

Sold toilet paper

Like old lady at the door

Someone returned cents

To me, and I walked

Table to table, my act

Of restitution

To who’d played the game

Imagine boundaries dissolve

That you are carried

Safe inside a cage

Shark’s face like a French cartoon

For a gallic nose

Prose is noisier

Than this   more externalized

Time for plumb da depths

The haiku’s a net

Flicks her wrist and it lands, graph-

ing turquoise ocean

As if, organize

Your thoughts in salt squares, fluid

Riotous remnants

Account for us, the

Dying octopus sheds skin

Saddest scene I read

Species siblings wept

Their salted tears redundant

 Beget the ocean