05 August 2006

 

on bug patrol

by Doug Millison

I find bugs in the flowers,
take it for a sign:
creepy-crawlies
crawling ugly, deep,
spewing come-on
tracks of waste
inside me,
certainly.
That's how this mind works.
No metaphors,
these bugs,
sucking my life
sure as invisible
worm ever
sapped flower.

–El Cerrito, 23 June 2006

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