prostate

you swore you’d phosphoress
like the allosaurus you earned
600 skee-ball tickets to get for me

we went wandering
the night after leaden jesus first asked
what flavor    radiance    you wanted
like he was painting fluoride
        “Elderberry. A bramble grew
        behind the house where I was born.
        Grandpa would lug his rocker far in
        and sit
        and shout at the blue jays. Said
        it was where he belonged.”
but they were out so you got rosary pea
and didn’t glow

• https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/9rav4n/a_manuka_tree_under_a_streetlight/e8irpyk/
• https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/9r6yf3/moon/e8fyhoc/