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.