Baklava
Resonants #post-capitalism #found family
in the wake of it all,
after capital’s fall:
i will lie down with you
in the garden we’ve grown
with our sweet picnic lunch
and there we will eat
the baklava made
in the kitchen we’ve shared
with our family found
amid the tumult;
and if: you wish it
i’ll teach you how
to count the stars
as many above
as ways you can teach me
to roll out the dough:
we’ll learn from each other -
with baklava on
our lips.