ANYTHING GOES
The hen to the beetle, the fox
to the hen, the stole to the fox—
predation is everywhere. What awonderful world, where
the daisy chain of harvest
makes a joke of love. Rememberour walks along the banks of
the river? Where little feasts could
be found taking place all aroundus, turtles and grubs, spiders and
flies, men with nightcrawlers
importuning panfish? And this is themaster plan unfolding, we were taught,
one mouth into another into another
and another and another and so I liehere awake tonight with a hunger
gnawing away at me. As far as I can
tell, in this world anything goes andI know you must be hiding nearby,
you can't have fled that far yet,
so when the sun rises over BrooklynI'll be coming for you.
ANYTHING GOES by Tom Barlow | Sandalwood Poetry Reed Diffuser
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