1

 Green grass in the belly of a dead cow

The sun hides behind a bashful horizon

2

And when the banana peel turned black, God was no longer able to fix anything.

3

man rested his head 

against the wooden sky 

and there is nothing 

higher than the sky

4

My hand has dried up and my stomach has rusted. I have become an empty iron can of cola that will cut your tongue in half. My home is now a cesspool of industrial history, because no one needs me either. (As well as world history and culture.) The doctors will try to help you, but sepsis. There is a commercial break on the surgical screen and then shit again. The freckles have disappeared. Someone will have to pay back the loan for all this.

5

Kill me with a clay name oh chitinous god

But others are dying again

Someone is watering the lilacs that grew instead of a cemetery