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Government-Issued Cannibals
Islands
wet with mojo juice
where Navy G.I. Joes lust
for Asian Barbies
the kind that starve
unless fed
by the military beast
the embrace of criminal sailor
or hillbilly marine
the girls of Paradise Island
a novelty to buy
like a t-shirt or a funny hat
wet tongues
intestines, tits, nipples, eyeballs,
assholes, liver, lips, kidney, heart
stomach
stomach
we
consume the harvest of misery
of American imperialism
of sick highs & hard luck pot-holes
we
dance with drunken bikini girls
as the laughing tikis curse us
with carved grins
on dirt boulevards
staggering
with an open bottle of pop
and a whore who wanted more money
and more love
than she got
we
are the sluts of world culture
slamming into each other howling
screaming
as we sink into “shit river”
and instead of drowning we bathe
swimming for the pussy streets
in stained sheets
insatiable cannibals
poisoned teenagers & perverted men
ignoring the jungle
as we stumble …
crashing
Filipino scooters doin’ wheelies
in Olongapo
and Subic Bay
stopping only to eat barbecued
monkey on a stick
eating anything
fucking anything
killing anything
especially if it once breathed
stocking up
forcing it all inside
down the hatch
deep six
trying to fill the abyss
until our stomachs are swollen
like ravenous hyenas
eating the last good kill of summer
lying still
low to the ground
too bellyful to laugh
and still
and still they ask
why
why the hell
did I ever
run away.