Church of the Cul de Sac

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Our children ride bikes in circles  Slightly rough - "bike" instead of "ride bikes" would preserve the ambiguity of "in circles"
while we, the parents, flock
along the sidewalk like birds on a wire.  wires are straight; the sidewalk on a cul-de-sac is circular.  Slight image mismatch
(I always heard that birds have church too,
congregated like strings of black pearls.)
We are the Church of St. Coca—
cappuccino, latte, mocha. In yoga pants,  Coca/mocha, nice internal rhyme
rain boots, and Seahawks sweatshirts—  a lot of mashed ss's to pronounce there... "Seahawks jersies?"
a heathen's Sunday best – we are the Church of
“How do your kids like Mrs. So and So's class?”
Weather cycles, property lines,
water pressure, recycling schedules: our education "enlightenment" vice "education?"  Just a thought.
comes from Gary, a friendly tarantula
of a man—slow and hairy—
with fuzzy-bear caterpillar eyebrows.
He explains passages of the HOA manual
and intercedes on our behalf
with our president, to whom we pay our dues. "tithes" for "dues" to sustain the church metaphor?
We think of unwell neighbors.  a nice point:  accurately says "think of" rather than "visit the sick" like the Book of Common Prayer
We are the Church of the Cul de Sac, and we chant since you have the comma, "chanting" vice "and we chant?"
“May the American dream be with you—  capitalize "Dream" - it's a thing
and also with you.”

Frankly, I like this so much it's hard to critique properly - speaks to me, as it were, reading the agonies of the homes on "Nextdoor" (a community bulletin board) and such.  But in a spirit of mild critique, to work (see above).

A wonderful, edgy job of staying on the narrow border between amused respect and flyover contempt (staying well away from the latter pole, a mercy these days).  The small suggestions above notwithstanding, communicates a Spirit of Place even (or especially?) when the Place is almost perfectly generic.  Well done!