A MAP, A HISTORIOGRAPHY By Michael H. Brownstein
A MAP, A HISTORIOGRAPHY
The map of who we might be
binds itself to the paradox of the dead
duck and lamb decompressed near the back fence.
How did they come to be this way?
A swamp of flesh,
a tide pool of artery and heartbeat,
rind of cacti, rind of lemon,
rind of orange
the green taste of river gourd
thick with mucus and algae
inner workings of bile
the meat of the core
all of the wisdom
from the merchant of the moon
This is the map of foreplay
the cartography of what comes after.