As however is ever and ever is now
Whoever would it be might it could it be
sleepwalking in these forlorn woods
Tiger? Robin? Little Red Riding Hood?
monks wearing hoods boys in the hood.
Whatever will we smell hear and see
over the river through the gurgly woods
what will be will be he she it understood
‘could it be yes it could somethings comin
something good maybe tonight who knows’.
(Tonight song in the musical WestSide Story)
Whenever did it happen here now or later
up a misty mountain in a green rocky glen
were you scared by duendes women and men
did they come back to haunt you much later.
Wherever did it take place behind your face
in some other reality branes parallel worlds
inside dark matter dark energy space where
galaxies collide spread like strings of pearls.
Why ever did you go there near yet so far
to a gestalt garden did you ever come back
from forests through trees an eternal track
a world piled up resting on turtles’ backs.
However is it now heifer bull and milk cow
vinegar honey tits on man many on a sow
Now the Star of David, Crescent, and Cross row
in Gaza Moses Muhammad, Buber’s I and Thou.
Joey aka “Pepe Batbon” Connolly is a retired educator who taught in the CNMI, NOLA, and LVNV. He is the Poet Laureate of Tinian and enjoys stargazing.
