Hunchback mulatto crossdresser
The dithering of blackbirds soldered to the backs
of drunks and cousins feeding stray anythings.
Canefields, past-times them, and fields of eyes.
Long eyes cast from a giant, three sisters,
a hound named Argus. All the sterility of hosanna
in what little these men get, who, burned by suns
rolling like genealogies no man inherits,
ruin to crust in long-haired fairies’ mouths.