The Easter egg which was not found
contained a letter from the hen who laid it,
saying, "Fuck your kids.
What about mine?"
The Easter Bunny was obliged to take tranquilizers
due to having rabbit ears
in a vulgar world.
crossing the international date line,
the Christ was imposed upon to rise twice,
delaying the breakfast buffet.
I have lifted who I used to be
from a hat box high on a rack in my basement.
I loved you. I did;
but even when I stretched my arms up,
I couldn't pretend that floor was sky.
The Easter egg which was not found,
weathers the summer as best it can.
I now keep the letter
tucked inside my pretty, unworn hat,
while the hen and I
cultivate our special friendship.
We like primary colors,
and we watch, always,
for ships and their Aldis lamps
flashing light, dark, light, dark,
as if to tell of the one who went overboard
and his long, thirsty walk home.