Dear Parliament

Thank you for letting me go
through your garbage, dissect
those unwanted parts of you.
Indigestible mysteries. Murine
skulls like haunted houses. I love
how you move on without regrets.
Empty out your body Swedish-death
style. Abandon your trash to become
treasures on the forest floor. Pardon
my own paltry regurgitations, but I
understand that Strigiformes hustle—
owl pellet economy. Without you
we'd never get a bird's-eye view of life.

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