Charles Darwin’s great grandson
dined on frogs’ legs,
found them rotten,

Having lived together for so long that they could no longer stand the sight of one another, the couple decided that this alone was reason enough to legalize their relationship, and so they mailed off the wedding invitations.

In the late afternoon, above the town of Llanes, on the rock wall of the promenade, old men sit facing the ocean and read soft core pornography.

“D. Incarnate, call me Satan,” he explained, stepping in front of me.

Out after dark in what was left of the Combat Zone
we ate raw sushi next to Big Mo's Live Sex,

Remember where I came from.
Think of a continent of sabled czars.
Leave your home. Let exile fill your mouth

That the children slept
In their beds through the night

And much else had not changed

I was the father of two
Young children when I started
Plans for a long walk that became

He remembered his body.
Thick thighs stood him shoulder high,
fists pounded out the one shape

In scrolled aves
and erect
seraphic wings,