Sister Baby's Momma Gets Right

Being a Verse of a Larger Story

momma’ll sing a lullaby
when she’s right
when she’s right
lull sister baby
right to sleep
when she’s right
when she wants
to sing of bonnets
pretty and green
or blue
or swamp and
tinsels garland and nigh’
‘ngales
escaping their cages
when she’s not
in the clutch
of revelating momma
‘ll pull a jig
about charming sister
baby charming her
with the divine
interpolation
and the touching
of tongue
when she’s right
momma’ll send sister
baby junior seed too
off to dreams
with a kelpy soft
touch and breath
of honeydew rind
whiff of finger
cross the cheeks
cross the wisps of bang
away from eyes
cross the lids to close
and whispering of far
aways land better
than the kudzu moor
they call home
they call home
when she’s tight
against her angel
and none but none
can intervene
in the moment
she charms sister baby
junior seed too
even pappy’ll have
a cigarette-grim smile
at momma’s nigh’time
lullabies
when she’s right
when she’s right

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