rotten scorpio

you're a sickly lizard
your poison thorn
inscribes a circle
Surrounding you & yours;
a circle of dead grass,
a circle of bile
and speaking of which
I've vomited your
vile elixir
into the proper receptacle
by now
So, I won't be dying from your sting
thank you very much
You,
on the other hand,
have already withered
to rotten
yellow
dust
gone gone gone.


12/1994