Pharaoh’s Dream


Pharaoh woke each night
As wet as a lung 
Dreaming of children 
Devouring ears 
Of corn —
on the cob — on a lawn 
Like locusts 
Extracting the teeth from a jaw 
Bright white 
And dreamt each night 
of children eating ears 
of men — and searching 
Removing the kernels of corn
From various piles of excrement
Such was the famine’s extent 
That enveloped them
And the road that led 
In a line from the lawn 
The very road he was still speeding along

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