Look how the animal feeds
from the lipped bowl of a carrion,
how it sips the split
from the lipped bowl of a carrion,
how it sips the split
abdomen. Air heady
& aluminum-seasoned.
Imagine longing nests here
within paper skin, shadowy organs
my lover who blooms liquid
velvet & curls toward consumption.
See how red arouses mouth
& the looping fly who requests
what is blessed & common
from the unlatched body,
skin cracked & slumping into soil.
She, the fever-born woman,
me, in the wake of the belly’s
eye. Listen for God. Be sure
to thank her.
