recipe / for disaster’s nubile suburbian clatters / where everything counts and nothing quite matters.
Flowers dont mean nothing / Speak of trash / But don’t say flowers mean nothing / Daisies on mind
Robert Busiakiewicz’s new poem reinvents the traditional lullaby in a complicated modern family setting.
Why will you not stop? Are you in pain?
Are you scared of the wind and the rain?
When all the world goes quiet
When leaves from trees refuse to fall
Nothing else makes you lose yourself and find yourself at the same time,
You can fight for every power and freedom in politics,
You can fight for the right to say what you want…
The rainstorm worries at the withering leaf,
It trembles and shakes, finding no relief.
Dear normal person, you have no idea what it’s like to be the way we are.
Nature fits around you so
Like a frame surrounds great art