Conspiracy
horsefly,
deerfly, wasp, velvet ant?
a sting barely felt on the face
the skin around my eye swells
that ‘old man eye bag’ more noticeable
not mononucleosis or conjunctivitis
just an insect sting, minor infection, or
periorbital edema from allergies
or
was it from plucking and eating
wild yellow plums, which Wikipedia
tells me contain hydrocyanic acid
another name for hydrogen cyanide
once used in Zyklon B in Germany
and in the execution of prisoners
in the United States
look in the mirror at
the imagined twenty-five
year old man, my imagination shattered
in candid smart phone photos and
short amateur video clips
where eye bags, spare bicycle tire,
receding hairline, invisible arthritis
and hypertension conspire
[RK,
8/28/22]
Horse
in
1989 we rode mountain bikes through Moon Valley north of Phoenix
the desert sparse with strawberry hedgehog cactus, jumping cholla, and palo verde
water and lunch were taken in the shade of a massive saguaro cactus
a
peculiar buzzing that sounded like cars on the distant highway, but was not
an abandoned pit in the middle of nowhere, excavated for whatever purpose
the horse carcass was identifiable, as was the buzzing of thousands of houseflies
one
hundred five Fahrenheit, the sun was a comforting part of the summer
drying us out without making us overheated and dizzy, how this was possible
is a sweet mystery I no longer wish to unravel. It just was.
[RK,
8/28/22]
a sting barely felt on the face
the skin around my eye swells
that ‘old man eye bag’ more noticeable
not mononucleosis or conjunctivitis
just an insect sting, minor infection, or
periorbital edema from allergies
wild yellow plums, which Wikipedia
tells me contain hydrocyanic acid
another name for hydrogen cyanide
once used in Zyklon B in Germany
and in the execution of prisoners
in the United States
year old man, my imagination shattered
in candid smart phone photos and
short amateur video clips
where eye bags, spare bicycle tire,
receding hairline, invisible arthritis
and hypertension conspire
the desert sparse with strawberry hedgehog cactus, jumping cholla, and palo verde
water and lunch were taken in the shade of a massive saguaro cactus
an abandoned pit in the middle of nowhere, excavated for whatever purpose
the horse carcass was identifiable, as was the buzzing of thousands of houseflies
drying us out without making us overheated and dizzy, how this was possible
is a sweet mystery I no longer wish to unravel. It just was.
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