Poem 190: fire

you look just like, e.g., that gibbous freak

the super-saturated orange hue

of a cajun boy

disfigured by too-hot gumbo

 his brane is a
rancid roux

now

it’s running all over the scene

inflaming my impaludism

so bad 
I want to punch a plasma screen

the world is on fire
flooding the empty spaces
 leaping rivers

& look at this burnt-marshmallow poem

look what you made me do