Sing the dyingtime of grandchildren unbornthrough broken, jagged lipsand maybe we will hear youin the silence that will comeafter even your mouth eats toxic dirt. Sing the dyingpeople who flee a garish sunas it traces crimson across a wounded skyand perhaps we will feelyour burning and diseased breathin every infants’ burping. Sing the dyingcall birds…
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Cosmic Background Radiation
Once, I bit love, tried to tongue it inas my heart banged,broke ribs from the inside.My brain was a radio tuned to her.All else was hiss. Hissing, radio static bounces aboutsince the Big Bang, reminds us,once, the universe wasthe small, hot head of a pinwhere lusting angels danced,then it exploded. How many times can it…