Jake's Flea Market

when i told the kids how the world was
born i said junior i said prissy i said listen

yesterday morning in the pasture was
a universe and through the universe   planets mooved

up the universe and down   planets grazed
toward the sun rise and toward the sun’s descent

toward the rumour of the north star
and toward the conspiracies of southern constellations

to the fence around the universe they wandered
stopped   and stared over at the unknown   i said

from outside the fence your father watched
saw the planets that never revolved around the sun were
unpredictable   i said junior i said prissy i said
the movement of the planets can’t be used
to make a calender