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In Cahoots at the Crossroads

Questionnaire: does the state have a rooster?

No? Does the state have air? Does the state

get up when it pleases? Down oysters like

a binary star that swoons from one abyss

to another? Does the state have a cock

that crows late morning among the emus

in the arid glittery air? Does the state like

Puritans? Does the state, like Puritans,

strongly prefer rooster? Is the state in dialogue

with its one-eyed cock? Is it after all this time

self-administering? Did I mean autocratic? Good

question. Ask again next year. Does the state

like Chaucer? Does the state, like Chaucer, poet

and administrator, use cock for god? Cock’s

body, cock’s bones, cock’s passion, cock’s

country, cock’s plan. Does the state have

a plan? Does the state have a cockatrix?

2 thoughts on “In Cahoots at the Crossroads

  1. Cockatrix!

  2. This poem should never end!

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