thought he was large.
Or perhaps it was
the opposite: too slight
to get swallowed.
Is there such a thing
as an ordinary vision?
the opposite: too slight
to get swallowed.
Is there such a thing
as an ordinary vision?
You have heard hatred’s
trochees marching
Or maybe you were made
to stay in one place and shine
lockstep in your sleep
and seen the herringbone
and seen the herringbone
marks of large
teeth on your arm
with no idea how
they got there. Maybe
right versus wrong
is charade. Maybe it's simpler:
if you parade around acting
well-fed and not limping,
you too will be followed.
Or maybe you were made
to stay in one place and shine
like the sun—the only thing
in this preposterous universe
too plain to need a name.
