Wild at Heart

Wild at heart I lift my wild wings
Do I dare dip my tips
In yon dark puddle
Or bark at snarky poodles

Echoing ectoplasm from glib ditches
Disinterested bitches, beckon
Thank you mon cheval
The statue of you, that Polish King
in Central Park
I’ll never tell

I promise no one a shady glen
I promise no remediation
I’ll settle for less, the best
Chicos in ivory casings
Birds diving for quaaludes

This is where we live
I’ll take it any day over Mars