…it has—how do I say
despair—four legged—venerable, it
[prys crowbar eyed
padded clause—affairs— pre natal
nuptial it pro
vides for its sticky ribs—slick and amenable
to the wealthy stroke of its furless rump
I am startled by
it slinks through nailgunned
plybored trades paid we lin ger
it lingers pant in g
it s eye in the pa in it fingers us lay down when the calories
run out mach in e
it in it sees only it sits
we move over give space imin it domain s prawl prebirth caste com mands
sssssit play dead sssssh it only whr tolt al collapse noosepap yr rollt
swings—our silent stair from the cement the sunlight tolls the blows in our noses roses for Maria Maria will you reconcile us with the owners of aparato! O Ametralladora! I sing to thee! Speak! Speak! Speak!
O Speak! Treats for the armless—how do I say it!
stop giving blood to the unblooded step away from their sink rise this neighborhood with new paint and something more than occupation my people lift up your eyes as the anemic falls away to sunray and luna and wolven surprise. We are more than retaliation and infighting. We are more than these abandoned stone visages among us the proudest species of star and our children behind us will submit to the lash no more no more.