Worm submerged himself into the oceans
        of loam and Cat drank from the spigot

And Sparrow like a myth hefted the yellow heart
        from the branches of the lemon tree

Into the branches of the lemon tree
        with his hollow spine crackling

And Cow sucked at her own knotted
        stomach as her children starved

In the window of the butcher shop
        and Dog rutted with a rusty gutter

Nail in the screaming blood of the mountain
        and Eagle keened in her cage

Of light. When God asks, Where were you
        when the world was ended, what will you say?

I will say I was here,
        digging my hole.