HISTORY
will just not stop nourishing these little fucks. The vaunted
cockchafer continues to eat. Eros decorates
its smokey wings with wine-dark justifications
for sucking the shite out of everything. The shiny
little bug in the grass, its shiny eyes, damp squib,
cock up.
If I could straighten it all out
make a plane of microknives
all pointed toward the northern magnet
a storm might roll its belly out first
turning the bugs forever on their backs
shifting
wings
like the mirror-backed locust.
And then, walking on my hands
eyes like green sails, clothed
in the sun and Latin’s fine accoutrements
esuriently,
I would take my meal
and then wipe the collective mouth
with the back of my blazing hand.
will just not stop nourishing these little fucks. The vaunted
cockchafer continues to eat. Eros decorates
its smokey wings with wine-dark justifications
for sucking the shite out of everything. The shiny
little bug in the grass, its shiny eyes, damp squib,
cock up.
If I could straighten it all out
make a plane of microknives
all pointed toward the northern magnet
a storm might roll its belly out first
turning the bugs forever on their backs
shifting
wings
like the mirror-backed locust.
And then, walking on my hands
eyes like green sails, clothed
in the sun and Latin’s fine accoutrements
esuriently,
I would take my meal
and then wipe the collective mouth
with the back of my blazing hand.