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Carnival Sunday (Open in Eden)

Bare-bellied flirtations flux in formation
Miraculous sweet wine not found in psalms
Process and surpass Palm Sundays
Fanfares more full than fans blaring in summer heat

Immediately legendary
Clash of Island girls and New York nymphs
Long-time disciples of the bandstand
Versus Fordham Road fashion rack mannequins

“Ah dehydrated and dying for some cum union”
Shouts the reigning Queen of the band
Eliciting praise from her electric eclectic
Echoing the entendre of our modern day lore

The hiss of spectators feigning piety
Can’t beat the boom of J’ouvert speakers
Their roadside porcelain expressions
Trebling like steel drum G’s under thick stick rubber

Kaleidoscope strafing asphalt
resizing and changing colors:
Eden reopened and remixed.

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