it’s easy to blame
the animals you have never listened to
their barks\whines\whimpers\nickers\grunts\peeps
these songs of & from
the eaten vermin & vector & victim
they mimic your responses — how you discern
truth make distinctions
create narrow scales
of things no longer sound
you tell them everything will be ok
but theirs is a different truth
they watch you put things down : play
bitter yellows against sweet
oranges your tongues moving
to protect teeth to sever obligations
they would almost believe you are trying
to shift perspective — a turn
to the ordinary of washing & drying
dishes stitching on loose buttons the sound
of brooms growing they know you risk the rising
of truth — the heat of the iron
the smell of scorched cloth
they know you intuit breath shit sleep the long list of you
empirical evidence rationalizing
the breathing & the breathless
those who lick worlds into your words
you expect them to bleed
listen : there : the clackin’ of the removal service
you’re hearing the end of your time
its green line untethered
but don’t fret
they will watch the cherry blossom
they will prance align to
rhythms of snort & whinny
their snouts push into earth
sated dark mouths compose
an earthy constellation
& you?
