THE WHITE CARNATION
Listening to Future Islands 8:25pm
One night
an eternity ago
when I was young with My Brother
alive, yet within the walls
of Our Psychiatric Unit
He gave Me a white carnation
& a red rose & said
I was The Rose — I asked Him
to join Me in the morning
in My Pink Bedspread-ed Room
to make the announcement
to Our tall psychiatrist:
as I took Howard’s hand
I pronounced to Dr Chandler
“We are The Second Coming of Christ”
and he, that very tall man
with the booming voice
walked out