Venus Fly Traps on the Moon

by Kevin Rottweiler

I cannot get a hold of myself

the flytraps deliver a hamburger

protein to my blood

stupid plants

with enzymes that dissolve

even rat tails

and stones

they drive me crazy up here

we try and keep them quiet

so we let the Pit Bull rocket dogs out

flying and flying with electronic headsets

knocking down the predatory insects

from the venus fly traps

Oh how did we get in a mess like this?

Pit Bulls on the moon

parading with big jaws

seeking big cheeseburgers

on a Friday night

and those cupcakes

with the sweet filling

dripping from honest jaws

tell me Lord

where is God?


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