I SUMMON the depth dwellers
that they present
THEMSELVES
before the moon
we have got
the Leper Mind
the Leper Mind
the Leper Mind
that closes its
possibilities
its possibilities
recede when mucked
I am Sophocles
I am your neighbor
I am your weeping
Father
I will hold your hand
while you genuflect
to the flesh demon
your new friend
featuring
his drizzled teeth
arrayed
again with penitence
drops of the angry blood
spread across bruised chest
I ate the Worm
wholesome
meat
meal
a holistic train robbery experience
gritty
as a Brooklyn autumnal
bacchanalia
assayed by the grimy crooks
who inhabit
all frontier
held offices
