Abdication (poem)
Abdication
Your eyes stung and crusted
You lie unmoving
A sibyl garnering predictions
vaporing from sewer grates
With her liberality of diction
She baits you
Bile of the nation
Abdication
Like a starfish ambulating
Your stomach leaves the nest to feed
A seesawing cindered feather floats
Liver and spine-meat from a ball of black smoke
An eagle’s wingtips touched the power lines
Circuiting like the people who get out and about
Practical necessities will have you off the couch
Humming a workers’ anthem
Striding the landscape like giants
misshapen in their genes
Each a laborer on a vast assembly line
This fasciating cordon sanitaire
Not a living thing permitted there
Abdication
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(2015, Stephanie Foster)