Generation.
Somewhere, a female
insect knows.
Euphoric defecation on a seam of garment.
Ash to ashes,
dust to dust.
Leave your children there, as she does.
Born a louse, to bleed her fetus.
Death is anger, hunger, slaughter,
writhing, swirling, laying eggs.
Scratching at the great hereafter,
Death inherits birth and laughter.
Fiddling with a small disaster,
laughing at her hairy legs.