Compost

by Sean Singer

All humus & ions  elbows at angles  Bacteria, springtails  heating peels into soil—  That’s where everything goes:  shibboleth, bibleot, trapeze,  swizzlestick, disciple, subterfuge  Granite mannequins pretending  to be dirt in a forever pile.   About the poem: Compost is about understanding death, but it’s also [...]