Dan, Where’s The Dog

(Found here)

            television violins croon over

            the rolling black and white of

            marionette lovers dancing

            gay and caucasian over

            fresh cut american lawns and

—yawp;

            fractured cling wrap gaze

            pulls the meridian of her lips

            back like leather reins

            eye wide contractions

            she bleats

—dan, where’s the dog;

            hoarfrost gralloch of

            dull and rusting razors

            ice drift pelt of frozen scales

            king mangled in a bear trap’s jaw

—snarling; foaming: gasping;

            as rabbits tear round

            jeering in perfect circles

            backwoods t.v. tray crucifixion

            the stones watching cry in protest

—and what say ye, jehovah;

~Caleb Choate