you’ve been out again   running
through the ooblek that makes veg
orgasmic           what the american woman
called shit with such disgust
her face imploded to half its size           you’ve
kicked off your sandals so I can feel
the weakness on your foot            this is sabotage

grit and grass   the taste
of come and get me
                      biting fresh into my meat

I’ll have to sacrifice myself again
to the nakedness            the fish
and fuck smell of a mortal
and for what? so you can burn me
over and over and over