Smuggled out of Peru

MILKING
the
FIST

the prisoner is in my van

wind
gurgling demons, a sound—

rogue element
musky odor

the harvest is now

complete
the machine

rainforest mist 
:gaze at my prisoner

passing you a black cigarette
in the parking lot

what if the monkey gets me sick?

it takes so long to rinse off the sulfur