Sam stood on the sand
which Sam saw as dough
curled up like a fried slice
of bacon, his jewels numb
from the sub-zero, his locks
twisted in pink little knots
like the couple of 800 pound
pigs’ tails in Sam’s backyard
which Sam saw as dough
curled up like a fried slice
of bacon, his jewels numb
from the sub-zero, his locks
twisted in pink little knots
like the couple of 800 pound
pigs’ tails in Sam’s backyard
pen, pigs what just an hour ago
got quilled by a pair of scaredy-
cat porcupines beaten into
high anxiety by a red
rascal of a squirrel
come to collect its
nuts dug deep a
dry warm spring
or two ago for a
day identical to
the one tucked
into this negative
double digit degree’d
december popsicle.
Creeped out by the
cold crowd, the
squeamish
squirrel missed
his mound due to
sunken circumstances
and skittered off into
the distance, its empty
rascal of a squirrel
come to collect its
nuts dug deep a
dry warm spring
or two ago for a
day identical to
the one tucked
into this negative
double digit degree’d
december popsicle.
Creeped out by the
cold crowd, the
squeamish
squirrel missed
his mound due to
sunken circumstances
and skittered off into
the distance, its empty
mouth dry as a bone
and its nose frozen half
off its grey-whiskered
blast-blistered face.
