Saturday, August 13, 2011

Grasshoppers


The grasshoppers have a routine

twitch and eat     twitch and eat

but we let then—



they invade our browning turf

scavenge-scoop our dying years

but we let them—



tobacco juices rolling off

their little faces

they rub their front legs—



back and forth

back and forth

I expect the friction



will smoke and blaze

anytime now

they are small

but all about ruin
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