Say Cheese

Vespa, 
the live wasp 
of paper house, 
feeding the insects 
to little ones. 

Silicon valley. 
The oranges were very sweet 
and carpet beetles 
eating away the fabric. 
I have come from a faraway place 
to taste the blood-stained raisins. 

Do you know why we bury 
our truths? The ancient gods 
were very pleased to eat them. 

The hymns don't tell the lie.