Tristan Tzara
Fathers your
baby drinks
lit chandelier
natural night
house light
wind. Oh
we’re lying
flattened marsh
reeds-like
while Texas
-shaped baby
shudders older
Mama
(birth
of art)
Dada
(hobbyhorse
in French)
Oui
(we
in private)
ba ba
(black
sheep )
ba ba
(Dad
in Mandarin)
& sundry
cries build
zest’s
eventual orange.
we think
loud stuff
together
we are
two tennis
courts courting
the other’s
mesh border
while rackets
rattle, honk
ugly goosey
heigh ho
sounds.
no matter
who wins
fault happens
baby watches
behind glasses
that grandma
says seem
gangsta.
-jared joseph
