From Stephen Vincent:

My mother choked

Constantly choked

Still chokes

Has not finally choked

That’s the truth

The sad terrible truth

I confess

I confess for her

Dinner – the father, the children

Macy’s – the perfumes

David’s – the blintzes

Nixon – the jowls

Nixon again – more jowls

Choke against the rage

She’s done it – Reagan

She’s doing it – Bush

O mother

Do it again

Harder, harder – Bush, Bush

Do it till you belch your guts out

Belch all over

Macys,

Davids,

Nixon

Reagan

Bush & again Bush

Whatever they did

And whoever did it before they did

Belch

Belch

When you break the sleeve of your body

Crack the air

Vowel by Holy Vowel

Sing unto us,

O Sing unto us

Around the table

Father, brother, brother and brother

We who were

Will not be – O Sing unto us –

Slender & bright as Crimson silk

Rolled into the sky

A ribbon under whatever God

Gentle unto that loving, endless night

Absolutely, forever may it be

The total song Unchoked.