Murderous Whores Wear White Dresses and Live in White Houses

The Minotaur's vassal
- a small, yolked calf -
opalesces and Oval-ates
while rickety old Daedalus puzzles him
with demagoguery
from the other side of the labyrinth wall.

Herds of Roving swine
follow blindly
the filthiest Boar of all.

The cattle's horns,
the tawny barbs of piggish maw
are nothing if not
the spearheads
the New Virginians
skewer the bodies of the
Water American
and the man he helped
draft a nation
with sobriety.

(Orion is Scorpio forgiving
the wincing stab delivered,
the two stalemates gaze at Gaza as home and edict
of eviction)

Ailing Daedalus, the Boar,
and the Minotaur's aide
threaten to make glass
out of sand if others
continue to make glass
out of sand.



Once again, this piece in response to Laboratorium.