Saint Willie of Lastview, patron of delivery,
was last seen in shadowed blind alleys
where he lost the silver key.
Four and twenty cowbirds haunted the corners,
and reversed the signposts;
thus he was lost through their misdirection.
St Willie wandered maze corridors
for several hours
before he came to the waterfront.
It was the Lastview Carnival,
he was joined by his adoptive niece,
and they ambled the boardwalk.
The bright & shiny carnie
tempted her, and she transformed
into a crow-spirit feline.
St. Willie said the Dark Rider
is not a bad companion
so long as the moon is full of water.
The three walked under flitting fireflies
from the last lost package,
from dream into myth.
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