the queen of maybe and the prince of perhaps

a red sparrow
alone on a window sill
tapping at the frozen pane
a dead bird
on the kitchen table
keeping the family fed

the Queen of Maybe
sits in awe
of her golden jewelry
the Prince of Perhaps
walks in here
to light the evening candles
the children of Surprise
played make believe
with a cat that lost her handle

out damn spot
out of time
sipping tea
with a bumble bee
in damn spot
into me
to eat the fruit
of a forbidden tree

the Prince then sang for the choir
his wife sang for me
on humble stance
we did our dance
saying hey sad baby
your supper is waiting for you

mother echo and the loins of her desire
would savage the butcher
 to marble her fire
the boy of Surprise
rolled his eyes
at his little sister
his little meat
what did she think
when he raised her feet?

alone at the play ground
but not by herself
the Queen thought maybe
i will kiss the Prince
the Prince thought maybe
i will kiss the Queen
they all sat at the opera
as the plot moved on
they sold their eggs
by the dozen
so the story moved on