poem: cast the rest

philly babies
coming & going,
the fire sweetens the mix -
razzle time -
calculated mess beholden
to no one,
grace in the midst
of blue &
the fairest sing
their splendor,
the last shall
& resting we be,
honey smiled her
silver, the spine
tingled,
gathered all her targets
round & round & round
the three of them
egypt bound,
wandering the arroyos,
hearts strewn
there to here,
i sensed a nearing,
a nearness,
dazzle in the ear,
factual nonsense
we all agree is
sweet, after you call,
after you fall the three
stories down,
promising freedom
in the green flight:
shuffle down the street,
jack: call all they mamas,
visualize rescue time,
visualize son on the rise,
cast the rest
to the beautyswine,
we be longing
all the while,
fasting from pure
unadulterated
nada, and in the heron's
exit, the rest
will follow, and rest will
fasten you
to the blessed caves
of Mary,
the honeybee girlfriends
of Zion, the quickdraw
feline pitter in your
pattering heart.