We blame trumpeting birds’ beaks

stemming the tide, ruining our rails.

Also our headboard with no utility, other hooks.

Sing: can we cut to the creation part?
A chorus is plural en scene where our fiction holds.
So if darkness “must take a wider horizon of use,” why not just be kind to the top actors?
Astronomical and infinitesimal sums, problems compelling our work that front-loads knowledge construction to reform quite a remote number of spaces and times, fed and oppressed by day, by night, off and on.