Rainbow Chiclet Teeth

a centipede of whiskers and fingers arch?
click clack typing like a regiment a-march?
Intersectionality is a better term
interstitial life puts the wood in the worm
from under floorboards frosty come the squeaks
scratching sounds so small and weak



hungry wan appear frail
alien star harden nails
inculcate plant seeds to doubt
in arid soil nothing sprouts
fingers tap whiskers hum
scan the field for motion
drift off like detritus leaf
dessicate drift down beneath
canopic capon canopy
no feathers only scales for we



favorite holiday was New Year's but you spent them all alone
you wanted to have a family but you became a wretched crone
shoulda smelled the roses more but now that time is blown
a work ethic ain't much use now that you're just a pile of bones



Chess, the agrestic acrostic:
a game of the fields
mounted knights, peasants, archers
the whole medieval deal
topple kingdoms and conquer
wash, rinse, repeat
march little men in their armor
to bloody defeat



Gilgamesh, Hercules, Jesus Christ, Neo Please
insert any individual make a Hero outta these
take a meaningful story and render it toothless, weak
pop down to the bijou and watch three sequel Matrices
yet a powerful human symbol is still just taking a knee



inaction's smog and fireplace
burns low as winter grows
limbs grow stiff and tendons ache
we pray this night to dream-migrate
we'd fly across equator to the Andes
our winds many-fingered, grey and sandy
to rest at nest upon a cliff
below us surf would crash to bits
safe ensconced in tropic bliss
no frigid air to blue our lips
all predators we would avoid
safe above the sharks and orca
below the blasting shotgun shells
warm and windy Laramidian breezes
would suit our Lemnos well