BE THANKLESS

I WANT TO COLLECT ALL THE PAPER MONEY IN THE WORLD
AND ATTACH A WASP TO EACH BILL
AND LIGHT EACH BILL ON FIRE
THEN SEND THE WASPS INTO THE SKY--
WATCH THE SKY HOST THE STROBE
OF MILLIONS OF LIVING LANTERNS.

YOUR FACE IS THE PERFECT CLOTHING FOR MY FACE.

YOU WILL BECOME THE PEOPLE YOU HATE.
YOU WILL REMEMBER THEM BY BECOMING THEM.
THEIR FACES ARE LITTLE SHIELDS THAT PREVENT EVERYONE ELSE FROM BECOMING IMPORTANT TO YOU.

THE WEIGHT OF MY BODY CORRESPONDS TO THE TIME I HAVE SPENT ALONE.

I MATE WITH EVERYTHING AROUND ME.
THE MATING IS LOUD AND BLOOD BECOMES OF IT.
I PEEL THE HALF-DRIED MAROON SHELLS OF BLOOD OUT OF MY PUBIC HAIRS.

I AM A BEE LOST IN YOUR BRAIN. BUT I AM
NOT LOOKING FOR ANYTHING.
I AM HERE TO LAND AND LOOK AROUND, AND FLY AWAY.