Just A Liar
July 1st
Swollen flesh gather in suits,
Crowdfunding nepotism.
Privileged thoughts of the mighty ant,
eloquently waxing ekphrastic allusions.
You are the insolent cat, I the mice.
(befitting no other nature, nurture)
Polychromatic pursuit of inner candor
Juxtaposed between sartorius muscles
I am a rat, a liar, a chef.
The soup of the day lies desecrated
Spilling down sacred steps
Dripping, drip, drop, drip-
Dip, down and suckle sweet nothings
Repeated adduction, addicting motion
Just another autosarcophagic soul,
Dancing in a ballroom adorned with silk
Spider-legged chandeliers play with light
Like a child chasing toys in the street,
unabashed infantile piety.
Hands tangled in rosebushes,
Heads fogged with incense smoke.
