Shall we divide Canaan
or are we Alexander
in India, swallowed
whole by a sea of humanity?
It subsists in humid
forests, dwells there
without a thought
for our Macedonian might.
Do we slash and burn
or sink as in a sand pit?
A courtesan of the old king
spit a wrapped crack rock
At my feet when I turned
to greet her pusherman ass
at the entrance to our camp
on Leavenworth and Turk.
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