He has the thousand eyes of a fly: one for the girls,
one for the boys, for the booze and
drugs, and all of the weak,
those schemes and scams,
and one to seek the fattest
slice he can manage.
Cold-mechanical-intimate- rubbing;
between only his own hands and head.
One eye,
looking to settle, to
draw out a future from the
lips of the already dead.
