Belligerence

Triangles inseminate their own dark
Cuticles.

Slipshod demons sterilize
Some crepuscular dogs
Who found their way through to
Gnawing the rusty girders,

Enfenced, scoops of glisteny mud

Languished broken razor blades
Congress

Greater forms decline
To join the community of crank

Batons beaten upon the skull
Of deformed democracies
Clinging amoebic

To the hands, to the
Oppressor’s dream cranks as they
Trawl the crinkling
Stomachs, the stomachs.