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There's no one in this fish bowl that speaks my language.
I have no chance of escape.
Lodged in the fourth circle, I didn't want to be here,
with the crass, cannibal cranes.
So I claw for hours against the glass. It's unmanageable
the observer's breath, that leaves a fog impression
against the bustling tank.
And I'm frantic, every single night. Like a cursed plane,

The khimarred woman
sings a five note lament
through cellophane,
Paleolithic stone,
a labyrinth of drywall,
hanging, rusted coils
Mississippi mud and the blood
in her throat

Now that you have flushed me from your veins
and made your confession to the chapter of faults
You are unencumbered by this shipwreck
fever-wailing minstrel, vitals crushed
You held me up as myth, down as flesh
the simulacrum floundered
I crumbled as rust
A lithograph of Avalokita

I was just a gaunt, decrepit figurine on your losing team,
a bloodhound in the swamp who wailed for new instructions (Teach me how to live)
When I was summoned to eradicate the clues
I faithfully destroyed, and feigned serenity, our palace and our hands clean

You conspired with sprites and spirits
in a campaign of attrition, against my brightest ambitions.

I was your favorite leper son. I even bandaged my wounds.
Licked them sparkling clean for the benefit parades.
Now I labor through the night to expunge your DNA.
I want your coat of arms to rust into disgrace. I want your sadist's memoir
to furl like a worm in the rain.

I buried in the mire
all the shame that you imparted

Pyrrhuloxia in oblivious flight. It doesn't know, the impending cold.
Starving calico in a parking lot. Blinded by cataracts. Curls into a cinder block.
Thrill-seeking rich kids on a pleasure cruise. They incinerate the old man's barn and toss the ashes.
Every cemetery ravaged by hurricanes. Headstones become the home of a fang-tooth fish.
I walk through the refuse alley. The area is up and coming. Limitless brands of dereliction. The meadow was a sanctuary, until they quarantined and charged admission. Retrieve my bloody head from the wicker basket where it lays. Place it upon a pike, till I'm carbon, brittle specks in the wind. Pleasant dissipation.

Sell the air, sell the light, sell the water, sell the darkness.
Install a fountain in a concrete park. Dedicate a tree to a tycoon philanthrope.
As crippled seniors we will walk there, to admire our ruler's kindness.
This is the outcome of the crusade. Everything will be explained.
The Blood on the shield (lustrous). The dissidents crushed (condemned). The savages tamed (listless). The artistry maimed.

You want to take my place, move inside, steal all the grace that I hide.
You want to poach my heart with an elephant gun, because you're putty on a plate

I know you already think I've jarred a few screws loose
but don't strain a single synapse thinking too much of it
when thinking and feeling are your unloved, quaint and dormant talents
You cower from them like a giant, afraid of her own power

Take your pick from the blue ribbon winners.
Survey their plumage on your hubris stroll.
Their feats of strength will dazzle and amuse you.