A Glorious Revulsion

A Glorious Revulsion

A Poem by Onoma

it moves--having thrown open
its crusty eyes, unable to see passed
itself.
fat enough to live off itself--another
helping of world, it moves.
by itself, for itself--presence first,
as shamelessness wanders.
a sty within, relocating to a sty within.
not knowing what's not to be named
of its beasthood, to preserve the absence
of its beasthood.
a glorious revulsion, that as soon eat the
star of the wisemen--once its stomach feels
uncomfortable.

© 2024 Onoma


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Added on May 16, 2024
Last Updated on May 16, 2024