Feed
BY JOSH DALE.
Heat and goodwill
stimulates combed strands of corn
exactly as the bounty prescribes;
Mother’s farce and
artifact unearthed.
The sporadic altruism
of the hand-sown field
is where we shall be;
it’s where we always should’ve been.
With the hoe at our feet,
shoveling down a lack
of uniformity,
we gorge the possibility
in minute bites.
Food isn’t free
but it roams all around us;
is placed on shelves
and placed in the dumpster.
If food is in your belly,
you’ll keep eating, hoarding.
It’s an instinct when you're famished.
Josh Dale loves cats, is a freelance editor, bicyclist, and an MA candidate at Saint Joseph’s University. He’s the founder and editor-in-chief of Thirty West Publishing House where he folds pages and pokes fingers with every book. He’s published two chapbooks and a poetry collection, Duality Lies Beneath (Thirty West, 2016) and select works can be found at his site www.joshdale.co.