snakes

Big river snakes
In streams and lakes.
Dark odor roiling.
Soup seed boiling.

I'm treading water.
Why do I bother?
I can see the shore.
Getting there means much more

Splashing.
Hopes that fear dashing.
Teeth gnaw and gnashing.
It’s not my place

To judge this sickened race.
They don’t know better
And to the letter
They stick

To selfish, horny solace.
Shallow wallet mollusks
Wandering and willing.
Cavities that need filling

On empty calories.
Mikes and Mallorys
Find each other
At Spring break druthers.

Catching the frisbee,
Is he or isn’t she?
Shiny know nothing.
Happy hole humping.

Then a hot shower.
So clean, they are sour.
These snakes that need feeding.
By the hour, they're breeding.

My aches still go needing
In lakes. Rinse. Repeating.


11/18/20​