On the stain, destiny, countervailed
Bearing change to receive a holy
Tax deduction, while scrubbers amass
Like clouds of vermin to eradicate
The bubbling, sticky effluvia
From the turnstiles.
Peeking like a walnut or a barb
On the wire, your chainlink squanders
Her winks on the backyard, her
Valance of dog turds, reward everlasting.
The long road is messy, rumble stripped,
Concentric with the marble of fleshrings
Like fat on a grapefruit or hog. And slick,
Youwee, she got it in for you, turnstiles