ten-thousand people in the water
trying to kill each other
the steam from between her legs
was making the country miller beg
and the never-ending boiling river
sent the vultures crashing the roller-
coaster and the lazy susan on
the table put the spices
all over the pizza
split in four, the hands bury beneath
a quick, quiet rush into the
mouth, fly north
anchorage, alaska
oil is the middle east way
off the map, hit the trap
quick sand, father al-aswad in command
divorce his wife
when she was about to end her life
from terminal illness
and wellness between the legs
we boiled in the steam some eggs
hedgehogs were all around the bog
hogging the latest saturday
sausage goods,
no foods
just steady rush throught the blood-stream