Poetry

Before the Cylindrical Razzia

before the canned razzia insecticide
the spiderwebs that the previous resident had installed
somehow did the work, the cockroaches emerged from
the wet Pampas autumn, but remained small
I bought the little roach motels

one day the supermarket Chinese were out of the little black roach motels
I bought the Raid cylinder and
after a week of using it, the technology of the spiderweb acoustics
seemed no longer operative, like abandoned machine propellers
of Teotihuacan, to which the instructions were lost or ineligible,
could no longer make stone cities float in lake winter

the cockroaches are a bit bigger now,
they have a different pattern on their ugly wings, and I hate them much more.

Before the cylindrical razzia by Arturo Desimone is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.