High over the lake
on autumn afternoons
gulls flutter
flutter?
They fly in lackadaisical
manner, not in any
formations or groups
The angels this afternoon
have been having a party
and threw confetti
Gulls flutter and soar
and glide above the lake
sidelighted by the afternoon
sun, lifted by the breeze
What do angels eat
at their gatherings?
What do they barbecue?
What do they roast
on a spit?
Barbequed Beelzebub.
they wash it down with saints’ tears ale
And burn bejesus.
I meant to write burp bejesus.
loudly, in competition (it’s a sky thing, we call it thunder)