Easter

Big brass band playing at my funeral

Playing my fine coronation day

Long drum-bone sliding out my pocket

Laying my fine coins before my love

Son of God, praying on my shoulder

Making potluck casserole for me

Boar's hair brushed in her yellow ocher

On a canvas drenched in calumny

Black sand beach, on a pleasant Sunday

On an Easter morning in my dream

Boardwalk blues blowing through my orchid

In my ice cream stand is French fries too