Class Insecta

lunar sleep keeps well,
well-wishers dwell.

Carcass swell,
full flesh wanes soft,
quick frost defrosts.

Class Insecta. Blind
bite, night gnaw-
ing on wet lawn
string through
perky juvenile floor,

thick cover over
six-square deep sleep.

They eat.


When Teeth Grind

When teeth grind
sleepily, a soul is angry.
A rotten part of a potato.

When a soul is
angry, death is Over.

Do not fear.
Do not panic.
Do not grieve.

Death is Over.

When death is Over, shoes
do not matter, but
He is felt sorry for.

So, He goes. Into the Earth
like a potato
to rot.