flamingo

You are trying
with a clean mind
uncluttered always always

to move through this swirl
to a point of color suddenly
bright pixel on a black screen

live life with what is mechanically pointed
that is
does it work like a sharpened moral

this takes incredible push
what of tenderness where is peace

there is god to be beaten back
I mean lets not wrestle with it
sweaty
shake hands at the end of this match
let’s beat it bloody with its own bully stick

You are trying with very short flashes
of the clean and uncluttered
to beat to death
this method
an idea

wherein
a flamingo chick
born on a cone of mud
must walk
across miles of desert without water without flight
just to begin life

or

be born too late in the breeding season
and have the steaming mother waters
recede slowly
encrusting these baby ankles
with salt shackles
killing the chick this slow wicked way

this is the eternal it says
accept me
accept me you have no choice
no you say

no

and drive nails through the end of your club.