Maggot's Work
I’ll clean this up, assures the maggot
The voice whispers in my ear as I pick myself up
After a sucker punching shadow grew from my candle
Standing in a field I continue the work
I train a sun dog to sit
I dance with Grendel
I absolve a murder of crows
I’ll clean this up, assures the maggot
The voice whispers in my ear as I pick myself up
After a pleading shadow clawed at my feet
Standing on a road I continue the work
I buy a value
I cheat a mettle detector
I reflect on a mirror
I’ll clean this up, assures the maggot
The voice whispers in my family’s ear as I am lowered
After a light stepped out from the shadow in my eyes
Lying under a low ceiling I continue the work
I count the sand of the world
I hold tight to a moment
I ask for more
