Dirt is alive
All the bugs
Eat our fat
After we're gone
Five years look for me
In a tree
Astride an amber escalator
The cat will mew
This is Yin Yang
This is looking
In a mirror
In a hologram sticker
In every plastic acorn piggy bank
Where tiny pine cones jingle
I saw hay bale straw
On a muddy County median
And beside the ornamental frogs -
A polyester watermelon flapping
Where golf cart spit
Swaddles waxy wrappers
This is bad and scary
When wafting ammonia coughs
When any wrinkled timebomb
Can drool with impunity
I saw the large red moon
Regard the complacent can
I saw the moonlight
Absolve every tan line