Anticipation

Teeth grated for bad news.
Let the skeletons of snakes
spew from the mailbox
like a firework for a funeral.
Let it just be today.
Head twisted thumbs
in palms
praying murmurs in the purplist sleep.
The feather white rectangle folded twice
will announce Mike, Please
Wait Permanently.
Stomach suspending in the atmosphere,
it stretches another cinch tighter.