respiratory system planted upside
down in our gardens bronchially
spouting white money tree flower
green tear shaped succulent leaf
week-long lastly admonishing the
winter blast furnace winds irate
five pointed stars cougher lungs
white blood brown trunks enough
pull good fortune sweetly from
these chests of song bird petals
twirling through most grey skys
mote jazz bee sting even drown
spit stubbed butt purple bruise
turns green we pick the money
trees leaves shot through many
seas and sons mothers floating
up a memory windpipe scattered
confetti flower ten more years
ten more years ten more years