THE REVENGE OF ARTIFICE AGAINST ITS MAKERS
Hummingbird sits on a sharp spear
of yucca, surveys the garden
for intruders. It has
sugar, and sugar
is power.
Here in America in exchange for universal hatred we get
cheap goods made by slaves. What? you wanted
something for nothing?
And if I were a bird I would fly--
As perfect as the rock would let them,
given their skill.
The rules by which one liquid penetrates another.
From which upsprings--
Do you mind? I'm fisting a chicken.
Is it bestiality if the bird is dead?
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