Eke, eke, push
and speak the
churlish words,
door openers,
sesame screeds
on streets unpaved,
unplowed, forsaken
by institutional forces,
systems broken by an
overflowing of the
river desire, when
want is everything and
everything is wanted,
no bureau could capture
the most, the boast, the
coasting instigators who
picture selves and share
with a wish for
like esteem.