with teeth holding rotted wood chips like toothpicks after a meal of summer corn roasted in spring green husks and strands of butter silk
A man rips apart my house bite by bite
with brilliant teeth in a mouth that speaks in tongues that my heart knows even as it slips through my mind slick as coconut oil to pool in my wordless mouth
A man rips apart my house bite by bite
A man rips apart my house lupine jowls slathering as his chain saw teeth make dust of where I live dust of what I've done and been ashes of my name